I'm taking a proper photoshop class. My limited skills, gleaned through youtube tutorials and a weekend workshop I took a couple years ago, is now a roadblock in my photography. I've had to pay someone to perform what I know to be very simple selections; not so simple when you're me, with shoddy skills, and a looming deadline.
The teacher of the photoshop class told us all that he's terrible with names, and he has facial blindness. He said if you walk past me in the hall and I don't remember you please don't take it personally.
It had me on a tangent of course, immediately flashing on Groundhog Day, but worse. How do you date? What about your new baby? I suppose your other senses kick into overdrive, but the teacher didn't share any of that. I haven't stopped thinking about it and how perception has very little do with our sight.
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Did you ever see the movie Tommy? That movie sort of fucked me up. I was 11 when that movie came out. It was summer and I remember going to see it with my friends.* A rock musical with The Who? Right on, except there was a really dark element to the entire film and it shook me, (and still does to this day).
I think there's something to those lyrics, that healing can take place when your senses are open. It's the perception of a moment that allows for the senses to be open to the experience, or completely shut down. Perception, for me, is a survival tool, but one that has become askew by a limited perception of myself and the world.
By opening myself to more experiences, going in without any sort of woulda, coulda, shoulda notions in place beforehand, my senses will be provoked into enlightenment.**
I think there's something to those lyrics, that healing can take place when your senses are open. It's the perception of a moment that allows for the senses to be open to the experience, or completely shut down. Perception, for me, is a survival tool, but one that has become askew by a limited perception of myself and the world.
By opening myself to more experiences, going in without any sort of woulda, coulda, shoulda notions in place beforehand, my senses will be provoked into enlightenment.**
*why i was in the movie theater watching that movie at 11 is questionable, but it was a different time then.
**not glitter shooting out of my ass enlightenment, but the opening of mind-heart-soul so that all experiences, (good and bad), are received for what they are, instead of treating everything as something requiring a reaction.
