Sunday, April 27, 2008
Something that actually relates to an experience of mine.
So, I had to take all these pictures for class, using rule of thirds and such. I liked taking pictures that contrast man and nature, so I did that. In the commercial center of town there's these large areas of grass surrounded by road. I walked around there taking pictures of things that tickled my fancy. At one point, when I was more or less finished, I was at the edge of a parking lot for the local store, waiting for a dozen or so cars to pass, I was in no hurry, they probably were, so I forfeited my right of way. This whole time I was walking around, I kept waving to cars that passed nearby. I occasionally caught a glimpse of someone smiling and waving back, which made me feel good. So naturally I continued doing this for these dozen or so cars. Actually about eight of these cars, I noticed an arrow painted on the pavement to my right. I though that might be a cool picture, so I crouched down and got a more ants-eye-view perspective. At this time, a car was passing, so I swiveled and waved. Then a kid, probably at a age of about thirteen stuck his head out the window, and from what I guessed shouted "Weird." I sounded like "Eared", but I guessed that since ear is not a verb he must have meant that. I continued waving for a second, then began to study the arrow again. I continuously wonder what I feel about this boy's statement. I would believe I would be angry, but he's right, I am weird. I like that about myself. So I could take it as a compliment, but that was obviously not how it was intended. Very puzzling. It's also one of those opportunities where you'd imagine a sufficient comeback later on, but in this instance, he was is a car speeding past me, there would be no time; which in a way makes me happier it didn't affect me in any visible way immediately. I, in ways wish that said boy would have looked in a mirror, see my continue studying the arrow and waving to the next cars, and be angry, or have whomever was in the driver's seat chastise him even in some small way. I feel that I know the latter isn't true, but what can you do? It's quite the feeling though, randomly walking through a common area, almost completely devoid of other people, and waving at cars. I think I'll do it again some time. Maybe I'm weird, or maybe I'm just content.