Mozambique April Holidays

So, I use up the blog, to explore thing like, how my day was, to express feelings or show off things I like.

 I just realized the blogs been really sad and antique which makes it feel really dead, which I do NOT like.

So todayI'm not going to write much but am just going to show some pictures of what I'v been up too with some friends. 

Enjoy

It's gone

Theres this girl, she is the average teenage girl, always complaining about something or bragging on and on about her weight, clueless to the fact that she looks fine. Her clothes aren't fancy and she doesn't over dress, OK maybe every know and then she will show of her "feminine: side. She smiles and laughs in delight opposite to the night when she lays in her bed and drifts of at the visions of her own life. In one early morning in routine to all others something different happens, she opens her eyes and the vivid colors weren't as vivid and pristine as usual.

The air felt crisp and cold and as her feet touched wooden floors they almost felt like a blanket of snow. Ignoring this fact and seeing it as another day she continued her day. As she walked down the wooden path, she stumbled into what looked like a forest, the colors still dead in sight and no track of life. The colors kept fading and fading as she took each step forward, an unfamiliar and strange feel crawled up her spine creating grouse bumps all over neck and arms. She shriveled at the sensation but didn't stop walking.

Her walk came to an abrupt stop when a polite wind blew her hair, she turned back to to investigate nothing was what she saw. She looked around and realized everything was black and white, she stood their breathing as the cold slowly turn her into ice. Drops of blood fell from her cold nose, she could no longer feel the tips of her fingers, her breathing intensifying and she battled to respire and he heart beating and a slower pace by the second, it was clear what was coming next, gravity was to powerful as her body hit the ground, laying of the floor quivering from the cold her thoughts were clear and the only thing that entered her life was all the best moments, all the happiness, the fun and the unforgettable.

Memories

Looking at the last Black & White post, really made me take a trip down memory lane and remember my days of innocence. Certain memories of how I met some of the great people I know today, memories of all the place I'v been in this great city, all the places I'v laughed, cried and truly made my mark.

I don't live here anymore, physically but my heart and soul will NEVER leave. 

I came back, after my goodbye, my goodbye to the city and all it's remarkable and unforgettable people. But I'm sad, I'm sad because although the city remains, the city feels empty, the people I once knew that made this city what it once was, have gone. They've gone to make their mark in other citys and towns. I no longer feel that warmth and love but I feel the bitter cold whip my face, my afternoons are no longer a blissful walk of laughter and fun with my friends but are instead spent in my living room couch while tuning into old TV tunes bantering on about things I don't really care about. I repeat it once again though.

"I don't live here anymore, physically but my heart and soul will NEVER leave."

My new city, is like a tree in new land. I don't know what it will look like, what it's leaves will look like, or how long it will live. It will only have my back it I care for it, nourishing it with my smiles, caring for it with grace and loving it like my child. I don't know the people here and they stare at me with unfamiliar faces, I stare out my window trying to find something that looks familiar without any luck. I do however, believe that once I grow into it, I will get to know this new place, I will make new memories with its people and I will have a new inspiration.

"Maputo, I don't live here anymore, physically but my heart and soul will NEVER leave."

Friendship&Life

Finally putting aside just posting to show my pictures, I'm going to use this blog for other purposes.
I can definitely say that my life has taken a full 360 deg turn this year, I no longer live at home. I'v moved out and I have to admit, although I feel lonely at times it's definitely something I'm proud of.
It would be a little cheesy for me to say something along the lines of "Life we all go through new changes and experiences" so, instead I say I'm going through something spectacular, something new and different and It feels damn scary but, just by taking that leap and soaring that high, I feel unstoppable, able to accomplish anything and go through anything.

I'v learnt a lot, ever since my earliest memories there is always something that stands out, an image, a face. I was told somethings, others I found out about and I reacted to it in my own way, whether it was through tears, or even pretending that everything was Ok.

I can say that even at the age I'm at now, I'v gone through somethings although some people may not understand it and think "What a kid" I disagree because they don't know me, they haven't been with me every waking hour, they've never experienced a day, a week a whole year in my shoes, in my body or travelled with the thoughts I carry with me everyday. They haven't shared the strong bonds and the unforgettable days and times I'v spent with my friends, or the laughs I'v shared even with a common stranger.  They do not know the history of my ancestors, where my origins are from, then again do I? And even though I may be saying I do, do I have the right proof? In the end all I can say is life truly is a mystery it's to big to fit in a box, to confusing to write about, to mysterious to actually know what it looks like but, it's there it's messy at times and you hate it but, I believe, you deserve it, it will be the best thing you got.

Black & White Project

I had a pretty rough morning today, I ended up being up and out of bed at 5:30 in the morning. It wasn't all that bad actually, I went downstairs from my building and took some early sky pictures which will be posted very soon.

As for the rest of the day, went at quite an unusual pace, I went to the park with some friends and dedicated that short time to focus on the Black & White Project as well as finally hitting the outdoors. I had a lot on my mind today and with the fresh air and time with some friends I haven't seen in a while it really did help to clear my head.

Being around all those children and looking at them and seeing such innocence in they're really made me realize that there is still a little good in the world, Being a child when the only thing that mattered in the world was having the prettiest barbie doll and always having mum and dad feeding and caring for everything, infinite kisses and hugs and being flaunted at by mum at all her friends and seeing the jealousy in their eyes.

But whats happens when we grow? We develop, we educate ourselves and think that whatever mum and dad say isn't wrong but not entirely correct compared to the way I think. When we pick what boy we like and want to date, but the parents don't approve, when our grades aren't the best and they blame it on our lack of interest. In the end its how life progresses, were born, we live and then sadly we decend.

Enjoy

Black&White project

Another photo taken recently on this past weekend.

Black&White project

The Black & White project is another undergo project I have, except this one is a college project.
My art lecturer also gave an end of year project, this one instead is a Black & White project.

It's quite similar to the 365 day project, I have to take picture of anything and everything in pure black and white but, this is going at a much slower pace due to location and time but, slowly slowly I'll make it.

Enjoy

Challenge accepted. 365 days of sky

A friend of mine yesterday as a matter of fact, gave me a challenge. He told me : "I have a challenge for you, take 365 photographs of the sky through-out a whole year"

I won't lie, I first thought of it as so lame and boring but then he said, it would open up my mind to different ideas, so I thought about it and agreed. I went downstairs from my building and started shooting away, but with all the people and noise outside I couldn't concentrate so well. But I did manage to take some pretty good ones.

Enjoy

Harujuku Stitches: Night Lights.

Harujuku Stitches: Night Lights.: "To master this picture was tough, I was still getting to know the camera properly and it took about maybe an hour to accomplish it perfectly..."

Night Lights.

To master this picture was tough, I was still getting to know the camera properly and it took about maybe an hour to accomplish it perfectly.
This was taken in Pretoria from my friends varanda, I have to admit it was one of those days where I had a lot on my mind and to finally be able to take my camera and take pictures again felt wonderful. Since I'm not too familiar with the area so well I'm still testing the waters of my environment in order to feel comfortable with going outside. I'm slowly however getting used to it so will definitely be taking a lot more pictures.
Enjoy.

Beauty

Another Photoshoot I did.

Moving on up..

Some work I did last year for a dear friend. The photoshoot was at the Mozambican railway station, the theme was fashion. I would place some pictures of the other model (My friend) but unfortunately she does not feel comfortable with the pictures. 

I absolutely loved this shoot. The scenary was very victorian and brought out a very kind of 60's vibe. We didn't have much sunlight time so it was cut short and their was never time to continue it.

I still do hope to go back and definitely do some more work, the scenary is spectacular.

The beginning.

Hello, a warm welcome to all. From close, far and beyond.
My name, you should know already if you don't, Jessica A. Fauvet, a young female from Mozambique.
My interests, also not a mystery. The arts in general, specifically in Photography, Drawing, Singing and Dancing.

This Blog is a little bit of me in alot of ways from what I think, to what I see. And i will share these images and thought with you in hopes that I can get some feedback. Do not hesitate to comment or be critical, without being rude if possible.

My first post, has been very direct, a little flavour about what the blog is going to be concentrated on, a little bit of me and hopefully a warm welcome. So, once again welcome to, Harujuku Stitches.