There is this object in my home, well two of them really that Drew made me buy. Now generally we have the same taste, thank goodness. But in this case, I strongly objected. It was cheesy, dorky, ugly, and just plain didn't go. But he insisted and after my three versions of the same thing kept breaking, I finally had to give in. We first tried one, and after having it in the house for sometime, he wanted another one. It didn't break, and the color wasn't really that bad once we got it home, not to mention it's not exactly prominently displayed. So I said whatever. Go ahead.
In my ecourse this week, the task was to take something ordinary and photograph it beyond recognition. The goal here is to see the beauty in details and new perspectives. To find images that you see all day, but don't see. So I thought I'd take this thing, that I really don't like and try to make it beautiful. It wasn't that hard actually. I only spent a few minutes alone with the offending object but looking at it in this way, I saw the way the light cascaded the corners and dove through the transparent center. I noticed its beauty. And in this way, I now use it with much more respect. Whether it's by way of the camera, or permission from a zen momma, paying attention is really starting to make sense.
Can you guess what it is?