eternal in the finite

We were out eating at an establishment that provides a format to leave impressionable marks upon. It happened that the formed wax cylinder called crayon ended up as the prescribed instrument of recording... My son whom I've been training in the ways of the scribe surprised the daylights outta me with this kinda creature head. It is quite the difference from his battle laden photo's of space fighters both man and machine... yes this was a real treat to see such a thoughtful impression...

As time passes, as it always does, I look back at moments suspended in time via two dimensional images. Its strange to look at the past so vividly..to remember the moments as they grow more faint. Its not so much sad as it is an odd feeling, to see a moment of the past so accurately captured, yet not really know the emotion or the very senses. Of course, I live in this moment, and when I'm with the wifey or kiddies I want to make the most of those moments, however fleeting they might be. I guess because I know that the moments we have will affect the moments, Lord willing, to come... either negatively or positively. Therefore, my thesis is to live each moment fully, with the intention to do the best one can, however we will fail, yet as long as we have the moment, we can improve.

I am now on the hunt for further inspiration in the realm of Architecture, my first hope in academia never realized past foundation year. This inspiration is due to the expectant ownership of a house with an actual yard. More photos to follow once the closing...uhhh, closes? Well this particular photo is NOT my home...tears. No it is only a push for inspiration as I must go into major building mode to transform a drastically reduced structure into something where life can flow. More to follow...