Seven Days of Awesomeness

On Thursday I realised that I was fortunate enough to have something fun planned for each of the next seven days.

I was looking forward the mix of activities on the menu, and cheekily proclaimed it Seven Days of Awesomeness.

When some of my plans for the first day fell through, and were quickly replaced with fabulous unplanned alternatives, I rejoiced.

And because I ended up in a place that was strange and wonderful, I wanted to record the evening in some way. I started to photograph things around me, partly so I could share the things I was seeing, hearing and doing, with others.

So Seven Days of Awesomeness morphed from being a celebration of a spell of sustained partying, to a process of noticing and appreciating the things going on around me. Some of them are the sort of things that you see every day, and most of the time, barely register. There were also the sort of things you don't expect to see, but are there nonetheless, if only we look for them, or are lucky enough to encounter them.

I also realised that if I collect images, analyse them, consider ways to capture them and present them, I am actually engaged in an art project. Quite accidentally. Or maybe I'm engaged in huge wank? You be the judge. It's only Day Two. Maybe it will become something else entirely by Day Seven. Or maybe I'll become bored with it. Or maybe disaster will strike, and it will become Seven Days of Shite. But let's not go down that road.

As twee as this sounds, I reckon that by firmly deciding to enjoy a week of awesomeness, I feel like I have opened my eyes to awesomeness that is around me all of the time. I just needed to choose to see it.