Father & Daughter Photography

The love between a parent and child is unlike any other.  Soccer tournaments allowed me to spend hours and hours and hours and hours in the car with my father traveling to different parts of the country.  The love was always unconditional, whether or not I agreed with his analysis that maybe it wasn’t the best game I ever played (which of course it always was).

Dave Engledow, a DC-based photographer, captures the hilarity in new parenting with his daughter.  Although his work showcases just about everything you shouldn’t do as a father, the photography is stunning and it will bring a smile to your face even though it is only Wednesday morning.  The photos made me reminisce about the times my father would let me stand on his feet as he danced around the kitchen, and also reminded me that he would have no problem turning into Liam Neeson from Taken if anything ever happened to me.

Many more beautiful images: http://www.fotoblur.com/people/engledow/gallery

For the new parents, perhaps one of these photos will fit perfectly in the nursery…

Rhythm and Sports – The Missing Link

I am usually a morning person.  However, I was having one of those days where I sunk so far down into my mattress that there seemed to be no chance of getting out.  I turned off my alarm and without fail the anxiety of missing a workout continuously crept up in my mind; I knew there was no chance of falling back into that peaceful coma.  Somehow I forced my relentless, zombie-like body out of bed and arrived at my spin studio in time for the 6 am class.

I wasn’t fully awake but the instructor insisted (as usual) to keep our legs moving to the rhythm of the song.  Don’t. slow. down.  This got me thinking more than usual at this hour.  What if you are one of those people who never took a music class or just don’t have natural rhythm?  Do you awkwardly try to keep a beat, steer clear of the class altogether…

This brought me to my next thought (surprising for it was now 6:15 in the morning).  I have heard many stories about NFL players taking dance classes to improve agility, but I started to wonder if it was more about improving their rhythm and timing.  A quarterback will throw an interception if he holds the ball for a millisecond too long.  A basketball player will lose possession if there isn’t an eye on the shot clock.  A soccer player will be offsides from a poorly timed run.  A hockey player won’t be able to slot the puck between defenders with lethargic skating. 

Sports are completely about rhythm.  Time your run.  Time when you pick up your head to find a teammate.  Time when you pass the ball.  Time your steps correctly so you make the tackle.  Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm…

Was it the fact that my parents were both music majors that contributed to my success in soccer?  Was that a larger factor in my career than their athletic genes?  Was it the endless piano lessons where I played pieces to the metronome that engrained the rhythm in my head to allow me to find those slotting passes on the field, time my runs correctly, and know the moment to shoot because I understood the timing of the goalkeeper?  Or does it relate to intelligence?  Do all those extra “classroom hours” athletes put in each and every day out on the field sharpen a different part of our brain? 

My college coach always told me that there were artists and soldiers on the field.  He described me as an artist because I could envision the field, the runs, the patterns (the rhythm)…much like a quarterback.  On another note, the soldiers are the players who are always running, always fighting to make sure their team is in possession of the ball.  Both are needed for the success of the team, but both are drastically different.  Maybe the artists in their respective sports are those with the musical background, those who grew up with an understanding of the rhythm of the game.  Or does every player need a little musical education in their life?

…Deep thinking for 6 am in the morning.

 

Living in the Moment

“It’s only temporary.”

How many times have I said this to persuade myself that something better is right around the corner?  Way. Too. Many.

I am the biggest offender of not living in the here and now.  First I was looking forward to becoming a teenager, then I thought it would be amazing to finally be the Senior in high school, then on to a college student, then finally someone who could support myself and live in the big city…it continues to go on no matter what stage of life I am in.  There will always be the next step to look forward to whether it is finding the career I love, or getting married, or having children, or traveling, or becoming a millionaire (ha), etc.  But always looking to the next step reduces my ability to be spontaneous and live life to the fullest.

A friend and I were discussing our apartments and how we constantly feel like our homes and the city we live in are just a temporary solution to where our jobs and friends are located at this point in our lives.  (Moving 10 times in 10 years doesn’t help.)  I then realized that there have been many instances where I have put off buying a nice piece of furniture for my apartment because I didn’t know if it would fit the design of my future house – practical thinking, yet at the same time very impractical.  Who knows if I will ever have the opportunity to buy a house?  The furniture would allow me to feel like I am not always in a temporary state and would improve my living situation, and yet I choose to go without.  I have noticed this has leaked into my commitments and relationships as well.  There is the penetrating thought of possibly moving cities/switching careers and this inhibits my ability to form deeper relationships with the people I interact with every day and commit to courses to further my current career.

The fact is…none of us know how much time we have on this earth.  I have to keep reinforcing this in my head because it is often forgotten.  I am challenging myself to treat my apartment, this city, and my environment as permanent so that I can stop saving all the best colors for the future and fully utilize all the crayons in the box.  Yes, I may move and have a completely different situation in a few months or years, but it is impossible to find true happiness without giving my full love and attention to the task at hand.

This is my life.  Right here, right now.  I need to stop being a bystander in my story and start being the main character.  Yesterday is dead.  Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed and it hasn’t arrived yet.  Tackle today.

“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.” – Henry David Thoreau
 
After my day job I am going to buy a piece of art I have wanted forever, and then dominate my Video Production class.  What will you do with today?
 

The Good in Pain

Nine-Eleven.  The two words that will forever be associated with fear, anger, loss, destruction, and sadness.  It has been eleven years and somehow the blinding pain still hits just as strongly as it did in 2001. 

I was watching a documentary last night that discussed the timeline of the attacks.  While firefighters were getting to the scene, brave souls who worked in the building were also climbing up the stairwells to help those that were trapped above them.  I have always said that one’s character truly shines in times of adversity.  The men and women who saw everyone else running down the thousands of stairs to safety but walked up instead – those are the people who give us hope in the face of terrorism.

It wasn’t just the security mentality or the airplane anxiety that changed that day.  The documentary stated how Americans changed their attitude and welcomed the hand of a stranger.  Personal space was no longer the issue – people helped to carry elderly or injured down the stairs, workers pulled others out of the rubble…lives were sacrificed, heroes were discovered.

This video helps to ease the pain for a moment.  It shows the 9-11 memorial and how calm and peaceful the grounds are today in remembrance of those we have lost.

The silver lining to this devastating catastrophe is that our country became one unit.  Every citizen was proud to be an American.  We bled red, white, and blue for years.  There were endless acts of charity, and people going above and beyond to assist anyone in their vicinity.  Lets keep that alive today.  In the heat of the current Presidential battle we can still remain one country.

What small task can you perform that will put a smile on someone else’s face?  Perhaps carry a heavy bag for a stranger or say thank you.  To this day, my father solutes every soldier he sees on the street.  

A simple “I Love You” goes a long way.

DC Shorts Film Festival

DC Shorts Film Festival and Screenplay Competition begins this Thursday, September 6th and lasts until the 16th!  I am very, very excited to see what the writers and directors have created!

There are 140 short films that will be shown from 27 countries around the world.  Inexpensive tickets can be purchased to view just one group of short films that lasts approximately 90 minutes, a bundle of 90 min showings, an all-access or VIP ticket, etc.  The length of each individual film is anywhere from 2 to 25 minutes.

This is more than just your average film festival at multiple venues throughout the DC metro area.  It has an annual screenplay competition and other favorite awards for cash prizes and products, free bring-your-own lunch shows to view during the work week, filmmaking workshops, parties at various locations around the city, and most impressively, chef and film pairings where complimentary snacks are matched to the film by local chefs!

This festival has perfect timing - it happens to fall during my birthday, and it has generated even more excitement for my new career as I continue to learn filmmaking and production in school.  For more information visit their website

I wish I could post a preview for everyone, but that would take all the fun and suspense out of it.  Who wants to go with me?!