Boy Wonder definitely lives up to his name as he pulls of amazing forms of conceptual photography and fine art.
One of my favourite photographers on Flickr, Boy Wonder did this amazing photography set on books and I was mesmerized at the result of his conceptual theme revolving around books.Ī few of his photographs manage to just capture what I feel most of the time when I read which is the feeling of discovery and adventure, a feeling of a comforting solitude. It isn't easy to listen to Mumford & Sons' melancholy tracks without experiencing musical frissons.Īs most of my family and friends would know, I have this weird affinity towards books, the way it looks, the way it smells and of course the stories books contain. "A White Blank Page" is just one of the amazing songs in the album whereby each lyric, each moment, tugs at our heartstrings. Simple lyrics, amazing music which has been translated from an ocean of emotions has never moved me as much as this song has. Mumford & Sons' "A White Blank Page" shows that by allowing raw emotion to shine through, we can infinitely come up with something that touches us to the core. You are then left to wonder how everything could go so wrong, how love could send you over the edge. All sense and logic is lost and what was at first something so pure, becomes so mixed up and you see the person as human as you never wanted to see them. This song makes me think about how it can be possible to be so consumed by what may seem so good, to the point that makes us ask, "where was my fault in loving you with my whole heart" and later be enveloped in negativity when they find out that the feeling isn't mutual. Some of us love half-heartedly and then there are those who love others with everything they have, even if the feelings aren't reciprocated. Through a few simple lines, this song shows love as an emotion, the most beautiful emotion of all, that blinds all logic, a driving emotion that by itself, leads us to feel other emotions desperation, fear, anger. The ability for us to feel emotion is a gift and at times, a curse. My interpretation of this song is that humans are, to a certain extent, ruled by emotions. Every note speaks volumes and overflows with a range of emotions, from anger, love, jealousy and fear. This song, albeit simply, conveys so much meaning. I truly love Mumford & Sons' debut studio album Sigh No More and my favourite song in the album is definitely "A White Blank Page". Thankful for music which reflects our feelings, for books which become our constant companions, and for people who are an extension of who we are. When we pause a while to drink in the moment, a moment when we find ourselves reflecting on what we love, on what inspires us, that is when we can be truly thankful for a lot of things. When we do, we discover, or rather, rediscover, things about ourselves and all that surround us.
Stop a moment and really be open to everything around us.
Sometimes, we just have to stop a moment and look around. Working on this blog for the past weeks have taught me to look for inspiration in simple things, in things complex in nature, in photographs, in books, in music, in events and the people around me. Doing this blog is definitely something I enjoyed, writing about what I love, sharing what I find interesting and falling back in love with things things I tend to overlook, with things that, although simple in nature and laid open in plain sight, have somehow taken a back seat. It's been a really fun ride, to see in things in new perspectives, to see the beauty and creativity in everything.Īs my final post, I honestly would have to say that this assignment had my eyes peeled open on what would inspire me creatively, on what would allow me to take a step back and breathe. You can be the talk, and I can be the walk.It has finally come to end of this blog assignment, an assignment to come up with posts of what inspires one to think creatively. Am Oh, oh, oh Cmaj7 Em Bb Am Capo fret 2 Chords repeat throughout entire song If you be the cash, I'll be the rubber-band You be the match, I will be your fuse, boom Painter, baby, you could be the muse I'm the reporter, baby, you could be the news 'Cause you're the cigarette and I'm the smoker We raise the bet 'cause you're the joker Truth though, you are the chalk And I could be the blackboard.