Tonight, I decorated a wall dedicated to my second favourite hobby: photography!
My first favourite hobby? Writing, hands down. However writing doesn’t always help your imagination to fully appreciate the amount of painful detail that goes into an object’s design or shape, a scenery’s colour or an obscure urban culture immersed in black & white. But a picture, as they say, is worth a thousand words. That’s exactly why I love doing it.
Today’s random act was inspired by a heated contemplation of my apartment’s interior design. Until today I never noticed just how many bare walls we have in here. Every corner of this gigantic box is supported by a desolate space of… utter whiteness. Why is this such a big deal, “everyone has walls that look that way”? Because. It’s BORING.
However, none of those walls bothered me more than the one in our living room. It is right next to our couch alongside my bookshelf and next to that is a garland of autumn leaves. I’m not an architect but even I could see this uneven universe revolving in slanted motion. Immediately I thought of things I could put in place of that void.
I taped it over with a dozen pictures. Some people use frames. Well, I use scotch.
Now I can’t stop looking at the wall. And I can’t stop smiling! Because there it is. A wall of my photographs. A wall of a passion I can call my own. Funny how I felt much like an artist; the wall being my canvas. I look at those photos and I can feel part of me is there. That’s exactly how my home should feel, too.
The more I look at my wall the more I believe everyone should surround themselves by the things they love most. In fact, I think I understand now why surfers love being enfolded by the sea, climbers enclosed by mountains, readers trapped in libraries, writers lost in their imaginations, and musicians entranced by serene melodies. It’s what they live for. Maybe this is what I live for 
No words can describe how much I love photography nor what it has done for me in the last year or two. I am able to look at life so differently now through the depths of my lens and through many, countless perspectives that surround me. I don’t think of myself as a professional, much less a prominent visual artist of any sort, but I do appreciate and indulge the art itself on a frequent basis in hopes I may become one someday. Because of that, I will always have this hobby.
I will always be a photographer
- J.
