Passing Time Looking at Things

Sucked into the vacuum /things-found

What is with desire? Maybe the place someone or something captures your attention, and sucks you into the vacuum of a peptide induced fancy. Those memories with their chemical makeup in tow, open an opportunity to look out the window through the core of self. Like a sugar high obsessive runs into compulsive while you feel, and then those glances can become added value. The value has to be contextualized for it to go from the pile of emotional existence into the realm of expression and growth, rather successful or not, is not as important as to begin the journey of self and understanding what this added value means.

Feeling sucked into the vacuum. A computer generated vortex of irrational drama, pausing in-between to contemplate what is around you, the realization that feeling alone is lovingly occupying space in time, and interacting with such space to interpret and understand what you see. The restlessness of finding out what drives the compulsive act of documenting with a camera, and when the shutter goes off there is no measure of value that can be applied to your subconscious intentions. But it is clear this conscious act is a re-arrangement of what goes underneath, consciously value adding a learned aesthetic arrangement to that impulse. In the end you decide what the desire adds and what it destroys.

Shultzville 4/13/2019