Day 104 - Fusca Azul

You guys know i love dilapidated objects... this car looks as if its been through a lot. =)

Day 65 - Confusion?

i wonder if this has caused any confusion or accidents yet... =\

Day 53 - Paz

you cannot merely have peace, you must maintain it. Even if you had peace at one time if not maintained it begins to crumble and dilapidate. 


não basta só ter paz, você precisa mantê-la. Mesmo que você tenha tido paz uma vez, se não a manter começa a desintegrar-se e dilapidar.

Day 41 - Broken

Device: Nikon D3100

Lens: 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6

Focal Length: 55mm

Aperture: f/7.1

Shutter Speed: 1/1600 sec

ISO Sensitivity: 400

SW: LR3

Location: São João del-Rei, Minas Gerais, Brasil

  

Some of us get burned, others get bruised, some are emotionally damaged, and others are broken beyond repair. The worst thing is seeing someone that is self-sabotaging but refuses to get help. They do not believe that they can get over it, or rather do not want to get over it. Do not let your past keep you from having a future. Every single one of us has been hurt one way or another, but we continue living, continue forward because that is life. Life is a conglomerate of pain, pleasure, agony, ecstasy, love, hate, and every other shade of emotions within the spectrum of the human psyche. Another way to look at this negative situation in a positive light is to realize that by tasting something bitter the sweet gets even sweeter. I look at this broken bottle and feel sorry for those who condemn themselves to never being happy again because they tell themselves that it is broken into so many little pieces that it cannot be put back together. It may never be whole again but at least pick up the pieces, get some glue, and find someone who is willing to help you piece it back and keep you company while you do it. 

Day 34 - Aging Humbly

Device: Nikon D3100

Lens:  50mm f/1.8

Focal Length: 50

Aperture: f/2.5

Shutter Speed: 1/4000 sec

ISO Sensitivity: 100

SW: LR3

Location: São João del-Rei, Minas Gerais, Brasil

Last night was fun; I really did not get too wasted. It was missing something, rather, someone. Pedrinho is usually the life of the party and the vocalist, too. I cannot wait until he is back in town. Why is it that when you think you are going to sleep like 12 hours straight you only sleep like 3? I got home like 3:30am and knocked out about 4am, and guess what time I woke up? Yep you guessed it, like 7-ish. I tried to go back to sleep but could not for the life of me! Yesterday, Íris, posted a picture that inspired me to take one of my own, she took a picture of a single window. Today I walked around town with Bruno and as we were walking I was searching, such that I felt like I was on the hunt. I guess in a sense I was. I was looking for a door, not just any door, but a door with a story, a door that had years of opening and closing. After a while I found it, it was perfect; it was a door that was broken and then mended, a door with peeling paint and moldy wood, a door without a door knob, a door with personality. Where does this door lead? Is the appearance of a door really indicative of what lies behind it? Would you think twice about opening this door? Not everything ages gracefully but at least this door seems to be aging humbly.

Day 30 - Beautifully Dilapidated

Device: Nikon D3100

Lens:  18mm (18.0-55.0mm)  f/3.5-5.6

Focal Length: 18mm

Aperture: f/13

Shutter Speed: 1/160

ISO Sensitivity: 1600

SW: LR3

Location: São João del-Rei, Minas Gerais, Brasil

Yet again, I start another one of my stories by telling you I went to go visit a friend. Today I woke up very early… 10:30am. I had made plans with Ronan to meet up with him at 11:30am for lunch. By the time I showered and got ready it was already 11:20am there was no way I was going to make it to his house on foot. So I called a moto-taxi – OH DEAR GOD! – How I hate moto-taxis, not only because I am a big guy and these bikes are the little 250cc bikes but because I have no control over the bike… and not to mention I hate riding bitch. Any who, I get to Ronan's and we have a great homemade lunch, very delicious. Ronan and Elvis are the kind souls who offered their hospitality to me, I will be living with them – it is a spiffy place, I like it. Ok well back to the description of the picture, a few days back when I went to André’s house I was walking down the street and as I came to a bridge I saw this shabby little rundown building. I thought it was enchanting– in its own unique way. Confucius once said “Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it.” And it is true, I found this building to be beautifully dilapidated, it has this charm to it. One that seemed somewhat beguiling – the stories that it must hold, the families it housed, the fire it survived or rather the fire that took its life. I give you Beautifully Dilapidated. I hope you see the beauty in this as I did.

P.S.

There is also a new picture in the album RunnerUps of a dog (with the same title) that was there in front of the building.