Dreams, Love & Photography

Hey y’all,

I feel like it’s been a hot minute since I’ve updated y’all on anything going on in my life. There’s reasons for that, since this whole Coronavirus thing started we’ve had some great memes (Stay tuned for meme Monday) Had more….ahem genital measuring contests in Washington DC. Supposedly there’s forms of financial support for us all coming.

I still have yet to read up on exactly the logistics of something as extensive as this. Meanwhile to keep from going nuts I guess my mind may be starting to paint dreams again. Figured I’d share mine with y’all…

Christmas lights hanging, casting soft amber light about the room. My laptop being plugged into your TV. Me pressing play, telling you stories about the people in the pictures. About my grandparents, my parents, my brother and I. Us snuggled together. Then I jerked awake.

That…was the dream basically. If y’all been keeping up to date on my blog or have done some reading of previous posts you’ll quickly realize there’s someone I’m very interested in. I won’t name names, as is I RARELY do that. However, there’s a project I’m working on currently, the tech is a mess at the moment however my goal is to either scan in or photograph some photographs which are dated.

The goal for this project is to bring physical pictures into my photos library on my MacBook Air. From there my plan is to build a sort of archive of family photographs. Thing is you can always put those images on a slideshow with photos on an Apple laptop. My dreams have been oddly either accurate in helping me to visually represent the struggles I’ve had and decisions I’ve been facing in my life.

With this dream I simply took it as verification of a project I’d already planned. However I’ll also say that as a photographer, poet, and fledgling author I’m a bit of a romantic. I’m trying to put this family photo movie for me. While it ultimately is for me, I will say that all these country songs that are like “I wanna know you momma, your daddy..”

I mean a song about that is one thing….Me? I want to cook you dinner then share a sort of home movie with you to introduce you to my momma, my daddy. My aunts and uncles, my grandparents. I want to share stories about these people with you, to hear some of your family stories while we snuggle together.

While I might be a bit dated in my ideology here I will say that REAL romance? It’s worth taking the time to do things in a way the other person has never seen. I’ve always kind of considered myself a little bit vintage anyways making mixtapes when Spotify is around for example.

I guess y’all could say this is sort of like a personal quest to get this photo home movie thing put together. Not that I think if I complete this photo album slideshow together I’m assured to win the girl mind you. However, from my experience the things you’re looking for frequently start arriving in life when you least expect it.

There’s a little orange sticky note that I rediscovered when I was going through some old things today. In my handwriting it says “The best love story is when you fall in love with the most unexpected personal the most unexpected time.”

I reckon that’s the way it’s supposed to be y’know. From my perspective I’ve learned more about myself from the people I used to date and the emotional stuff left after them than anything else probably. That being said I will say as well that love is surprising as well. It’s expressed in countless ways across the world.

For now, I don’t know that I’m ready to say love. However I think it’s time I sit down and get going on this photo slideshow project. After all I want to introduce her to my kinfolks.