summer rambliness + picture things

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

This summer, thus far, has been spectacular. 

I actually managed to secure a job, and test into a college level math class.  It's weird, getting up and working eight hours a day/attending night classes twice a week has been exhausting, but it's taught me to value free time.  Also, coupons for free gas/food.  Also, anything free in general.

But in between all of that has been great.  Vacation happened, as well as my studio's summer showcase.  Movie premieres, coffee dates, and sleepovers have occurred.  And I've basically lived in cutoffs/sundresses when I'm not working. 

And on a side note, my family managed to order almost $40 worth of food at Taco Bell last Sunday.  I didn't even know that was humanly possible.  #ipromisewerenotobese #bigfamilyprobs #WHATDIDWEORDER

photographic proof. it really happened people. srsly. 

On a completely unrelated note, I finally edited all of the pictures I took during vacation.  It took me about three weeks, but hey; it's the journey, not the destination.  {Or something philosophical like that.} 

Note: I am not a photographer, nor do I think I am. I just like shooting things with my cannon. *ba dum tshh*

Anywho, if things get quiet around here this summer, it's because I'm out doing things. Like reading. And sleeping. And hopefully getting a tan. {Hey, a girl can always dream.} 

~ Abby

    

so much lovely imperfectness

I like these days.

I like it when I'm wearing sweatpants for the 123,456,789,000 day in a row, and I wear my glasses instead of contacts. I like it when my school books have exploded all over my desk, and are practically frosted with colored pencils and gel pens. Imagine Dragons and old school Switchfoot songs are playing on my old iPod right now, and I like that too.

There's a certain beauty about ordinary days, isn't there? Time seems to slow down, and little things become more noticeable. The crease of a page in a book where it was once dog-eared. The way the afternoon light touches dust in the air. The crookedness of your baby brother's grin. To me, it all seems so much more there on days like today. There, and beautifully, wonderfully imperfect.

That's something that I really enjoy -- imperfection, I mean. Little flaws give dimension and character to things. Perfection is flat and cold and unattainable. Reality is raw and beautiful; especially in art and people.

So much lovely imperfection.

I like that.

~ Abby