Posts tagged photography

0288

Shooting in Solitude

I don’t mind, I don’t mind
This wasted, shaded daylight

Stars “Wasted Daylight”

I had a bug. Not a literal bug or a sick bug, but the kinda bug that doesn’t cease nagging you until you commit to doing what it wants. I had to go shooting – with my camera. Well, my phone actually.

This action of going out to take photos on my own was a monumental feat for me because I typically like to go out with friends. Whether it’s a social anxiety thing or a comfort thing, I don’t know. Nor do I care because I was able to go out and take photos by myself.

Admittedly, it was baby steps. It was a weekday and I went to a quieter area of the beach where there were only a few others around.

I like to imagine in the photo above this man watching the kids playing on the beach reminiscing about either his own childhood or that of his now grown children.

Eventually, the man approached me. Had he known I snapped that photo of him? I’m not sure as his curiosity was about the price of these condos. I informed him I wasn’t sure, but he seemed not to believe me when he rephrased his question. I told him there is a number he can call and he nodded walking away. 


Featured Photo & Following Photos: Sarah Nykki © 2017.
Camera: Pixel 2.

0287

Ruined?

I have been in love once. The 13th of next month will mark 12 years since I have seen him. I have cared about people, but I can honestly say that telling them that I loved them was a falsehood. I haven’t been in love since I was with him.

We had just gotten back from Christmas vacation spent in Queens, NY. Shout-out to T-Bone’s Diner and Lillian’s Pizzeria. I’ll never forget January 18th, 2006. I was sitting in the patient room of Planned Parenthood waiting for the nurse to come back with the result of the mandatory pregnancy test since I missed one of my birth control shots. She hadn’t finished shutting the door behind her as she said to me, “Sarah, you’re pregnant.”

Never in my life have I felt my heart crush in my chest the way it did when she said those words to me. Wait — I am wrong — I had before. When my babysitter’s father delivered the news to my mother that his daughter had died. Michelle was one of my favorite people. And at my 8 years of age, I learned of loss and grief for the first time.

I cannot recall why it felt so horrific to receive news some people would cherish to hear.

“You’re kidding…”

“I don’t kid about these things,” she replied with annoyance seeping through her tone.

I left Planned Parenthood with pamphlets on abortion and pregnancy care clutched in my hands. I called my mother in tears and got into my car to go tell him the news.

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November 13th, 2006, was the last time I saw him. I remember nothing about that day with him other than the date itself. He checked out of the relationship before I did and like the failed pregnancy, we failed. He was my first love, and so far, my only.


Featured Photo: “Self Image” Copyright © 2018. All rights reserved.
Camera: Pixel 2.


0285

Jocelyn.

She is as bold as she is daring, but I wonder at times if she is able to see those qualities in herself. How often do you come across a young woman so regimented who feels she needs more discipline in her life that she joins the military to quench such thirst?

That is Jocelyn in a nutshell.

 


Featured Image by Sarah Nykki © 2017. All Rights Reserved.

Camera: Olympus OM-D E-M10 Mark II