Detour

Not totally convinced to actually start a website with my work, I've decided to start a blog with a lot of ranting in between my images. Yaaay for my possibly minimal readers.
Ranting it is also an art and I am a believer that possibly the only time you get to know the essence of a person and their totally natural state of being is when they write and rant. ( which is what I am doing right now). Also when they joke.
People don't say how they feel anymore, or maybe never did, for fear of being judged or laughed at or just for the fear of looking different or weird to others.I am one of them and it's a shame because I have a lot to say and show, unfortunately or maybe fortunately, I was born with the non filtered thoughts stigmata which people tend to take the wrong way.Thoughts come out directly from my beautiful cortex which has me spilling major mental beans all the time!
Because of my fear of expressing my feelings in words, I started to develop an extra set of eyes. Internal eyes that would make me stop in the street while walking  and observe my surroundings, an action that has totally lost its meaning and importance in these fast times, where we are all too busy, stressed, or angry to appreciate the small beautiful things that surround us. so I started documenting my humble observations in pictures.
Daily, we see faces that just at a glance, they're faces. But faces are made of expressions and expressions are made from our own personal stories.We can learn so much from other peoples stories or even our own, to give us a new perspective.
My lack of verbal communication made me stop and observe a face, a gesture, an emotion, a place, a tree, a moon, or even the ground I walk on everyday and wanting to document to never forget where I stand by seeing what's around my own person. In some strange way, I am grateful for my difficulty to express myself in words and I have welcomed this gift of seeing very dearly.
I was afraid to talk and show, but not anymore. This is my detour from that....cause when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, like this remarkable guy I saw while touring the town yesterday.
Just to see his face left me with a big smile on my face. I thank him for that.