through my eyes: the age of a house (post 1)

IMG_5263_blogPerhaps it’s a bit cliche, and it’s been said many times before, in various ways, by men and women far superior to me in countless ways, but I will consider it today nonetheless — the only absolute in life, the only consistency, is that nothing is ever the same. Everything is in constant flux, changing continually — this is the only stability in life. And it sucks (that’s simply my opinion, perhaps you think differently).

Your spouse/significant other — you never wake up to the same person. Yesterday was change, and sleep was change, and your yesterday changed you, which also changed them. It seems we almost live with strangers, considering the changes we each undergo over the course of every single day. We age, born inevitably to die, and this also takes its toll daily. Yes, many things are seemingly consistent, but the degree of change adds up…day after day after day…

Your children — we see it most easily when they are young, but they are also changing every day. They grow; they learn; they forget; they age; they experience; they hurt; they laugh. As much as we struggle with the reality, one of the best examples of the constant changes life brings can be seen through observing the lives of our children.

Your porch — even something as mundane as a porch experiences change daily. The easy things to see: dust, weather, aging, insects. You never enjoy your coffee in the exact same place and way as yesterday…it’s always changing.

Your brain — the composition of our brains changes constantly, impacted by even simple things: alcohol, nicotine, caffeine, protein, sugar, memory, oxygenation. The changes cannot help but change the function of the brain, which moderates everything from emotions to beliefs to bodily functions. Think about that too long (which also changes the brain), and it can make a person crazy.

Your body — we learn even in grade school that the cells in our body are constantly dying and being replaced by new ones. We all literally wake up physically different every single morning. And this doesn’t even take into account the other changes we experience, from aging to weight to hair loss and wrinkles.

The nature of reality — I wonder about this, actually. With even the tiny sample of constant change seen above, we can surmise that the way we experience and perceive reality shifts from moment to moment. Does this also mean that reality itself changes? And does that even matter? Or is it enough to know that what we experience daily is in a constant state of flux?

I have enjoyed photography for many years, and I have decided to use this love in a specific way. I am embarking on a project, a photography project (even though I am neither a good nor inspired photographer) — I will capture images that will never been seen again. Forever frozen in a moment, posted on my blog, and able to be seen by eyes other than mine.

The project begins today — “through my eyes”

A post will, I hope, come at least once a week.

Think.

the age of a house

“A house is a machine for living in.” ~Le Corbusier