While my SO and his friend were seeing the Entourage movie, I decided to wander around a local garden.
After clearing my head, I noticed I was seeing flowers and plants similarly to how I saw human faces. Each one reporting to its genetics with subtle or pandering features that inscribed a personality. The garden began to feel like a crowded room of stationary people, each slumbering in the wind, available to study and appreciate.
I'm a much more attentive and thoughtful photographer artist person than only a few years ago. Even just a few months. I wish I had been this aware of my growth as a youth, but I suppose that nullifies the effects of being young.
