Keystroke Journal

8:30 AM As I write this morning, I am beholden by the sight outside my bedroom window. What started to look like falling white confetti has now become masses of non-stop snowflakes. It’s been hours of snowfall and I am enjoying the heavenly sight. Have to get my camera, go outside and take shots of the majestic scene but I'll do that later as I cherish the moment by my window. From the window, I also witness cars passing by as if in slow motion on the icy road while some pedestrians carefully find their way walking along the snowy pavement. I hope they're enjoying their walk in the snow. I look up and can see the cloudy yet slightly luminiscent sky. There's going to be some more snowflakes down the road. But thank you Lord for such beautiful sight. 1:00 PM After a whole morning of continuous snow, it's time to start shoveling our driveway. Humph, sigh, humph, sigh. But in between my scooping and throwing exercises, I took some snapshots of the scenery. Click, click, cli...

I remember being asked by my professor in literature class about my interpretation of Van Gogh’s Starry night over the Rhone painting. I’ve seen the painting before but never did I really scrutinize it the way I have to in an English class. The painting depicted an illuminated sky with the shining stars, the bright city lights, a calm river, a couple walking ashore and the two boats docked along the river bank. If only I could describe the painting then I have already answered the question. But to know the correlation of each visual imagery with one another, why bother? With no background knowledge as to why Van Gogh painted this while in a mental asylum , I dug deeper and let myself be enthralled by the painting for a moment. “What was on Van Gogh’s mind when he painted this picture?” I silently asked myself. “We’re supposed to be in a literature class, not in an art appreciation class,” I added while my eyes laid still upon the masterpiece, “So what is my professor tryin...