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La la la.

Well hi!

I have come to a very important and significant conclusion about my life. I will never love anything or anyone as much as music!

I hate that I sound like some hipster stereotype when I say this... But I like to think that we have a special connection, just me and it. Although at the same time, I love the fact that almost every person feels this way at one time or another -  what else could ever be so universally appreciated? This wonderful art has brought me to where I am today in every single way - I won't get into the details here, because I could go on for days, literally. But I will say that it has saved me, almost every time that I've needed to be saved. The times that nobody was there, my piano always, always has been. 

Music is a language, and this language is essentially magical in that it is able to form some deep emotional connection between the listener and the music. Each piece ever written speaks to at least one person. It also says something completely different to each different person, which could also be completely different from the artist's intended message. COOL, RIGHT?!  This is why people who think their choice music is "better" than other people's completely miss the point of music itself! It is absolutely and utterly subjective, and there is no way that two people can understand the significance of the other's music to that person... Personally, I could never, ever even attempt to verbalize my own connection to just one piece of music, never mind expect somebody else to understand it. Music condescenders are simply silly. 

In conclusion to my conclusion, I have re-contented myself with being unmarried and childless for the rest of my life to do what I want, as long as I have a few instruments and an iPod to keep me company :)  

-S.

Oh tetris, I wish I knew how to quit you!

I love photographs. Did I ever tell you that? One picture is all it takes to start a great conversation. A good photograph can evoke feelings that can never be described in words. It reminds us of stories long forgotten, laughter shared, and love lost. An entire life can be documented, then reconstructed in this simple way.

This is among my favourites of photos I've taken, capturing a intimate scene between two people on the brooklyn bridge in New York City (and also, conveniently capturing a moment of intense creeping on my part).

This summer, I'm planning to take my trusty camera everywhere I go; so hopefully, you'll be able to share the journey with me, through my lenses.

I'm so excited!

- J.

PS. Speaking of photographs, we really need more of these!