It all started as I was stuck in bed, bored. I had just taken out all four of my wisdom teeth and had nothing to do but watch TV all day while applying ice and heat packs on my newly developed chipmunk face stuffed with gauze. I needed a distraction and I was looking for something more productive than staring at a TV screen all day.
And then I had the idea of becoming a fish hobbyist and with school on halt, I yolo’d it out and told myself I could manage taking on this new responsibility.
As a college student, I am very familiar with procrastination. As finals week approaches, I find that after taking out my books and sitting down at my desk (ready to study), I notice something is terribly wrong: suddenly my environment looks like it needs cleaning and organizing. I then undergo an internal battle where part of me would want to overcome this urge to study, but the other side (that always wins) says, “I can’t work in this mess.” The next thing I know I’m cleaning the entire house.
Despite the fact that my shoes get covered in mud and sweat pours down my face, I feel great after every run. I usually run at Snow Creek Park or at the Three Oaks trail. Running is a perfect way for me to set my mood.
Two days ago, the musical score composed by musical-genius Hans Zimmer in Interstellar was released, which meant my bother and I spent hours listening to it on Youtube. I found this score much different than your average typical score. Unlike scores that operate as “background”, this score was so different that some viewers complained and thought that parts of film had “sound problems“. Critics like David Denby from the New Yorkersaid that the music was “delivered in rushed colloquial style” with “monstrous swells” of organ music that sometimes overmatched the words of the actors. What they don’t realize is that through his music, Zimmer was intentionally making them feel that way.
In a world that is constantly demanding through work, school, internships, family or friends, I find it hard to separate myself from the fast paced world we live in. When I do have free time, I get sucked into the virtual world of social media.
Many painters find that painting is a type of sanctuary in our fast-paced lives.