Nearly everything I like has an element of randomness. My Instagram page wanders from outfits to dogs to Dallas in the sun; from the novelty of bar bathrooms to videogame conventions and places where I am foreign. But Instagram is one of the most calculated, most “intentional” (as the kids say) things I do. I started Instagramming right when people first started to talk about the awareness that social media, particularly visual social media, could be and was being used to present a manicured, more polished, more glamorous, more expensive illusion of a life. It was trendy to speak disdainfully of this. But I like taking pictures. I think my life is worth documenting, and I’ve been doing it from 110 to 35 to the digital revolution. It was thought to be a bit off kilter when I carried a point and shoot everyday in high school, and I don’t really care if people associate documenting one’s own life with the vanity of out times now. (Oh god, that Laura Ingalls Wilder, she was soo into herself – can you imagine thinking your life is worth keeping a diary about every day? She spent all her time writing when she should have been focused on the moment!)
So I made a deliberate choice that the intent of my Instagram would be to show the parts of my real life that are cool; to find beauty in things and sure, take pictures in a way that shows beauty to other people; but to find that beauty in not just things that are exclusive or expensive. To be aspirational without apologizing for that – but to aspire to different things. Basically, to show that life can be cool without being always fancy or devoid of chaos.
And sometimes, the person who I’m sending that message to is myself.
This day was just a regular day, when I went to work, and didn’t climb a mountain or eat magical foods in another country or see something few people have seen. I was feeling distant from a person who I remember used to go on adventures and always be driven to see the next thing, and the next, and always more.. and I needed to tell myself that it was alright, and I can still see that way.
8 o'clock hour – morning windows. The light coming through the windows is one of the first things I see when I wake up, and it makes me hate mornings less here than I have any other place I've lived. I still have problems waking up, but once I've managed to open my eyes and think rationally for a second, the white light makes me a little happier. I haven't done a #DayInPhotos for awhile, and I actually haven't been instagraming it even just taking pictures that much the past couple of weeks because.. I've been tired to the point of hardly enjoying anything and feeling a bit trapped in a pregnant body. So I decided to try to do one today to hopefully shift my own perspective.. #PhotoEveryHour #8oclockhour #morning #light
9 o'clock hour – the long drive in. I don't often make myself coffee for the drive in, in part because I want it to be a treat when I do. I want it to remind me of weekends when I don't have any place to get to right away. I try to think about my drive like that, just some time reserved to listen to a podcast it music. Sometimes I succeed.. (not taken while driving, you judgers.) #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #9oclockHour #coffee #drive #life #GoingPlaces
10 o'clock hour – walking in selfie/semi-outfit shot. I wore a skirt to work, which is wierd. My maternity style goals were basically to not change my style.. but it turns out a lot of things I used to rely on were waist-centric or otherwise relied on a shape that isn't there anymore. So I've hit the point of forced adaptation. #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #selfie #10oclockHour #ootd #maternitystyle #failedstylegoals #work #workwear
2 o'clock hour- pie world. Every so often, treats are brought in to work to celebrate all the collective birthdays around that time. A lot of times, these are treats that I don't really care about, because I'm not the biggest fan of sweet things. Today was pie. I care about pie. #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #2oclockhour #pie #foodporn
4 o'clock hour- These are stickers that we use for our Chart of Shame. Chat if Shame is an opt-in opportunity to revive peer pressure towards reaching your goals. Most of the goals people choose are health related. I haven't been keeping up with Chart of Shame recently because… I don't know what reasonable goals are for me right now. #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #4oclockhour #ChartOfShame
8 o'clock hour – project night. On Wednesday nights, I get comfortable, usually eat frozen pizza, and work on a personal project. It's slow going, and to finish I'm going to have to find a way to expand my skills across several arenas. But I'm working on it a couple of hours at a time. I spend a lot of time in my life sitting right next to creativity but not being in a creative role, so I decided to finally achieve something creatively myself… At least, that's what I plan on doing if I'm able to get it to the finish. #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #8oclockHour #MyVideogameLife #making
10 o'clock hour- Monstress. Thom got me a couple of issues of this book once because he liked the art. The story was interesting too so we bought more. It's complicated though, I've had to go back and re-read a few times if I don't read consistently enough, to keep things straight. I got the second volume at Comic Cook so that is waiting for me.. #DayInPhotos #PhotoEveryHour #comics #monstress