Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Ode to Photography

There is no hobby I love more than Photography!! My friends and family know that I am absolutely in LOVE with this art form! I have been learning and practicing this art for the last 3 years and sometimes I can kick myself for not picking up a camera sooner. I guess some people discover their talents at an early age, and others (like myself) discover them later in life, almost by accident!

I have always loved being in pictures...capturing moments in life with friends and family. Whenever a camera has been pointed at me I just smile big and's so natural for me! But only until recently have I become the person behind the lens capturing LYFE...and you know what...I am addicted and I am so happy that I have been blessed with this gift. I never leave my house without a camera...NEVER! And my friends know that when my camera comes out, great images will be captured! I have even discovered how to use my iPhone to capture great pics, through app like PictureShowInstagram, and Pudding Camera (this one is in Korean...but it's a fun one). I can take pics from my phone and turn them into great images!!! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!!!

                                                                 Instagram Pics

                                  Pudding Camera (I wish the text was in English not Korean!)

                                                                PictureShow Pics

I am a Canon girl and I think I will remain a Canon girl...they are so easy to use! The camera that is always by my side is the Canon G11, it is not a Dslr but it is a camera for people who are serious about capturing great photos! Plus, it's compact so it fits in my purse :) My next camera will definitely be Dslr...maybe a Canon EOS Rebel T3i...I am really looking forward to my first Dslr!

I hope to continue getting better and to never stop learning about photography!!! I know that even though I discovered this art later in my life, I will continue to capture LYFE through the lens!!!


Thursday, August 25, 2011

My L.O.V.E obsession...S-H-O-E-Ssssss

Happy Thursday! 

{I don't know if it's a good thing that the days seem to be passing by really fast! Maybe it is a good thing...that way I can get to a "better place" sooner!!...enough rant!}

So, if you know me, you know that I love fashion...I love everything about personal style...and that my own personal style has evolved throughout the last 10+ years (thank gawd!)...non-the-less, I love fashion {except fur...NO fur EVER!}. One of my major obsession with fashion are those things that go on your feet....yes...SHOES! I am a shoe-gal...forever in love with shoes.

Lately, I am obsessed with Jeffrey Campbell and his AMAZE designs!!! I love platform shoes, and even though I am already 5'7", I love strutting in shoes that make me taller! Specifically, I am in love the LITA. I want a pair in every color!!! Let's hope I get to a "better place" soon so I can indulge in some beautiful decorations for my feet!

~~@ Yenifer

".. its not so much about the shoes, but the person wearing them"

**images taken from

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Extract from Maria's Diary...

Today, while we were walking around the lake, along, that strange road to Santiago, the man who was with me- a painter, with a life entirely different from mine- threw a pebble into the water. Small circles appeared where the pebble fell, which grew and grew until they touched a duck that happened to be passing and which had nothing to do with the pebble. Instead of being afraid of that unexpected wave, he decided to play with it.

Some hours before that scene, I went into a cafe, heard a voice, and it was as if God had thrown a pebble into that place. The waves of energy touched both me and a man sitting in a corner painting a portrait. He felt the vibrations, and so did I. So what now?

The painter knows when he has found a model. The musician knows knows when his instrument is well tuned. here, in my diary, I am aware that there are certain phrases which are not written by me, but by a woman full of "light"; I am that woman though I refuse to accept it.

I could carry on like this, but I could also, like the duck on the lake, have fun and take pleasure in that sudden ripple that set the water rocking.

There is a name for that pebble: passion. It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth-shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervor, in the certainty that one is going to realize a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and it is up to me to interpret those signs.

I would like to believe that i'm in love. With someone I don't know and who didn't figure in my plans at all. All these months of self-control, of denying love,  have had exactly the opposite result: I have let myself be swept away by the first person to treat me a little differently.

It's just as well I don't have his phone number, that I don't know where he lives; that way I can lose him without having to blame myself for another missed opportunity.

And if that is what happens, if I have already lost him, I will have gained one very happy day in my life. Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

"One" Does Not Have To Be A Lonely Number

I have been absent! 

I have no excuses or explanations as to why I have somewhat abandoned my blog...but I have missed it. I feel like this blog is a DIY project, almost like redecorating my room; I want to work on it, I need to work on it, but at times the motivation is not there. I'm not going to lie, sometimes I lack motivation....LYFE happens! There is tons on my mind at the moment but sometimes it's hard to put to put in in ink. I have been journaling since the age of 13 and I never want to lose that gift. Blogging is something that I recently discovered and I have tons of ideas to turn my precious little blog into something I truly enjoy and into something other people can enjoy!!! I hope that the motivation never leaves but I am sure that lyfe will give me moments where I just need to...BE.

I came across this video titled "How to be Alone" by Tanya Davis. For me it's a reminder that my need to spend time on my own is not a bad thing! Sometimes I just want it to be Me and my Thoughts. Alone.

HOW TO BE ALONE by Tanya Davis

If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you've not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren't okay with it, then just wait. You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it.

We could start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library. Where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books. You're not supposed to talk much anyway so it's safe there.

There's also the gym. If you're shy you could hang out with yourself in mirrors, you could put headphones in (guitar stroke).

And there's public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there's prayer and meditation. No one will think less if you're hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously (electric guitar plucking) based on your avoid being alone principals.

The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they -- like you -- will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You're no less intriguing a person when you're eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of the floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one's watching...because, they're probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you're sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there're always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might've never happened had you not been there by yourself

Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it.

You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one's in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept.

Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school's groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you're happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay.

It's okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can't think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach.

And it doesn't mean you're not connected, that communitie's not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn't get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don't obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it. If your heart is bleeding make the best of it. There is heat in freezing, be a testament.