These were taken from around December 2015 - July 2016 and developed not too shortly after (I had totally forgotten to write an entry on them). A lot of these you've already seen on Instagram if you happen to follow me on there. Enjoy these just like I enjoyed taking them. A lot of photos of my friends and the city. I miss them.
I just realized that it's been awhile since I've last shared what music has been on repeat for the past bit, let alone written on this thing, for that matter. I apologize once again! Life is pulling me in so many directions right now, I can hardly think/see/write straight. My playlist has been a little bit of everything lately - Usher to Marcy Playground to The Killers to Solange. I'm on Spotify if you want to check out some of my playlists as well! @LEGACYJYNN, as per usual.
SOME MIGHT SAY / OASIS
It's been awhile since I've written an honest update beyond what's happening in my mind/life on more than just a surface level. Mainly because I've been extremely caught up in the hustle and bustle of my daily schedule, that I have no time to elaborate any further than just narrating platonic events of my day. I hate that. I want the words I say to be honest and vulnerable; not just a dreamt up version or illusion of what people see my life to be.
It's a good mix of being anxious and nervous. I'm terrified of feeling hollow, I'm petrified of losing passion for things I put my soul into. A couple weeks ago I ran through this (rather cynical, kind of vicious) cycle of falling out of touch with my craft. I began to feel I was no longer good at writing and my words no longer held any true meaning to me, let alone to anyone else. My creative circuit was cut. I wrecked my brain for a spark, only to find myself suffocating in smoke. For myself, this is a wakeup call to when things start to get dangerous. Creativity is the catalyst to every living part of me and when I can no longer will myself to create - I can no longer pour myself into what I love.
I'm in a better headspace as of right now. Still, it would be a lie to say all my doubt is cleansed, when in reality, I feel the question of if what I'm doing is actually worth something - taking over the core of me. If what I'm writing is even meaningful anymore. If what I'm chasing after is worth the chase. So quit chasing feelings. Quit chasing temporary emotion. Chase passion. Chase the attributes you wish to channel.
A SUDDEN SNAP BACK INTO REALITY. I have a voice - yes I do. More importantly, I have something to say. There's a major difference between the two. You can be running your mouth without saying a single thing. Substance is almost everything in this virtual pixellated world. I never want to be soulless, without a heartbeat or airflow through my lungs. The day I stop writing is the day I run dry of things to say, and God forbid, I hope I never live to see it.
You know, it's okay to put yourself first sometimes. Put yourself in a headspace that benefit your well being, I promise it's worth it and it's not "selfish". Take time to fall back in love with what you love and give time to brew passion to the brim. Have faith in yourself, you are all you have.
And if you aren't finding what you want.... Good news. You can create it.
All my love,
x lj
Between busy schedules, my pal Gloria and I found some time to shoot a few rolls of film. After grabbing a couple donuts at Cartem's (my favourite spot, by the way -- original donut plz), we shot around Main St. and at Bloedel Conservatory. Bloedel had exotic birds flying everywhere and it was legit a terrifying experience for someone who doesn't particularly like birds aka me. Shooting with film is a little tricky because you really only have a few set chances to get "perfect" shots, which you can't take a look at until they are developed. Mad respect to people who shoot film.
This was also the morning after a late night on the cruise cruise - blistered feet, no voice and tangled hair. Also sick.
Yaaaasss! We've made it past September! Barely! Kind of! It's been a busy month, not too much to say really, but a lot of planning for the future. Growing up is strange. Midst the madness of September, I listed up a few favourite things. Kinda Drake-y. Kind of all over the place.
DRAKE REVENGE HOODIE
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| I look like a lost puppy LOL |
I know this entry is a little late and overdue, seeing as I've announced it elsewhere - but I'm extremely over the moon/excited/happy/ecstatic/etc. to be one of the newest writers for Unclear Magazine! Truthfully, it'd been a long time coming and the journey to being happy with where I am now as a writer had become a little disheartening. Writing for a collective/publication/magazine/amongst a group of creatives had always been something I've wanted to experience at some point and believe me -- I've tried previously, all of which have ended up in failed attempt. Timing might have been off or the universe had its ways of telling me I wasn't ready, I'm not sure I'll ever know for sure.
Fast forward to midway through this year, Gloria, a friend of mine (and also the most amazing, stellar photographer ever, duh) texted me that a magazine was doing open calls for writers/photographers/creatives and that I should give it a shot. And so I did, and here I am writing this entry to you. Already, within my first month and a bit, have a couple things to look forward to in the coming months - so stay tuned! Big thank you to the Unclear team for letting me write without restrictions and with arms wides open, extending a platform for me to share with a new crowd. I can't wait to grow alongside a team and help build this amazing publication. Also thank you to Gloria for always helping me grow as a writer and feeding me new ideas/opportunities. I'm so lucky to know someone like you.
And how could I ever forget - thank you to whoever has paid mind to anything I've ever written. It still means the very world to me, I know I say that too much. The encouragement, support and whatever else you've shown me never goes unnoticed, whether it be through a comment, 'like' or even just simply taking in what I have to say. As a writer, my only aim is to get across to people who might feel the same way, hoping to make it clear that there is someone else in this world who feels the exact same as they might. Slowly, slowly making these writing dreams into reality and letting the words run wild....
x lj
MY ARTICLES FOR UNCLEAR MAGAZINE (more coming soon!):
