Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Project 4: Our Golden Calf - Time






As we sit here, time wastes away.  Like many of the other projects, I approached this one with the mentality of simply fulfilling the assignment and finishing the project.  But as I began to take the photos, I realized that I was missing the point.  Time isn't just about watches and clocks or the passing of seconds, minutes, and days.  Time is significant because of what happens when those seconds, minutes, and days.  When I took the photos above, I didn't intend for them to have the meaning that they have now for me.  The first photo exemplifies everything I have been talking about; the blurry watches deemphasizes the watches, and instead places the emphasis on what the watches represent.  The second and third photos represent how our society idolizes time.  As a high school student, I would always watch the clock, just counting the minutes until I would be done with the class. By march, I would start calculating the days, hours, and minutes until summer break.  What I never thought about was all of the time that I was wasting merely thinking about the passing of time.  I was where I was, and I should have lived in the moment.  Looking into the future can be inspirational and empowering, but we also need to make the most of the time that we have.  The final two photos represent the ways that we treat time.  When we get older, I feel that we either try to hide from the fact that our time on this earth is limited, or we might instead recognize that fact as a result of it.  Take some time to think about how you spend your time, but dont think too much. Get out there and live your life.

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I am a sophomore in college, studying Biochemistry and math, but I am a pilgrim for knowledge. I seek neither greatness nor acknowledgment, but rather to experience and understand the complex world of ours. My desire for this experiential journey of mine is to gain knowledge and wisdom and, more importantly, to form strong bonds of friendship with the individuals around me. This journey began in December of 2008, when a friend of mine died at the age of 17. In his short life, he had changed lives in ways that I never have done. I was struck by the beauty of the life that had been lost, and I made a promise that day to reach out to people around me; to live a life not wasted. My eyes were opened. My life was changed. My journey had begun.

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