Week 10: Fear

My brother would always tell me about Seal Beach. Between Long Beach and Huntington Beach, Seal Beach is a small beach (compared to others) at the edge of the Orange County area. My brother told me he would usually visit the spot, especially at night, to clear his mind off of things. Fun fact, Seal Beach was where he wrote one of his songs that is up on Spotify (that is not a plug). Also fun fact, he gave me the idea to visit a place to meditate, write on a journal, and take photos.

For this week's practice, I visited Seal Beach. It was a cool day; not too hot or too cold. When writing on my journal, I felt a sense of relief and comfort after admitting to myself my flaws, fears, and frustration. I decided I will aim for self-portraits for this week (and probably the remaining 3 weeks). I was not a fan of self-portraits until I was assigned to do a self-portraits project for my photography class. Basically, I have the freedom (though restricted by my surroundings and my journal) to portray a story, whether through facial or body language, without having any issues. Suddenly, I soften up on self-portraits.

The photos and the poems are a brief summary about my journal and experience.

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Before

After

Modifying A Photo of Seal Beach

No humans were harmed

when altering this image

of the lone, Seal Beach.

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Sahara

Seeking to find the

oasis. Wandering in

hot deserts, dying

of thirst after being

left for dead. Dry sand and gloom

skies till I find life.

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Fears

What are my greatest fears

when driving around LA,

writing and shooting to find cheers?

On a journey, chasing for better days.

I am driving around LA

(The next stop was Seal Beach Pier)

On a journey, chasing for better days.

Till then, my mind should be clear.

Today's stop was Seal Beach Pier,

clearing my mind from atrocious days.

My mind should be clear

from drowning and fading away.

Clearing my mind from atrocious days;

The time when all I fear

of drowning and fading away

from joy and my future dear.

There was a time when I fear

of writing and shooting but never found cheers,

joy and my future dear.

That is my greatest fear.