{"id":350347,"date":"2022-01-22T11:04:00","date_gmt":"2022-01-22T16:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/erickimphotography.com\/blog\/?p=350347"},"modified":"2022-01-22T11:38:45","modified_gmt":"2022-01-22T16:38:45","slug":"what-interests-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/erickimphotography.com\/blog\/2022\/01\/22\/what-interests-you\/","title":{"rendered":"What Interests You?"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

What actually interests you, and why?<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Does it actually mean to be interested? And where does this come from?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I suppose we are interested in that which we are curious about. and what are we curious about?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In someways, we are curious about novelty<\/a> and the new<\/a>. I know when I was personally in college, and I got into photography, and I will look at all these famous Street photos from history, I was curious what it was like to travel<\/a> the world, and live this romantic photographic lifestyle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking it back even further, when I was in middle school and high school, before I got into photography, I was really entertained by Maddox (One of the OG comedy bloggers). I loved his societal criticism, critique, and commentary, and I aspired to do the same. I can recall doing my own style of Maddox-like blogging and writing when I was a sophomore in high school.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Therefore one theory I have is we are interested in that which entertains us. And that we strive and emulate to do the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Therefore when it came to all these famous street photos of history<\/a>, like the street photographs of Henri Cartier Bresson<\/a>, because I loved the photos so much and was enthralled by them, I aspired to make similar photos, and I aspired to have the certain type of life in order to do the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What do you do once you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve achieved all of your dreams? <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Currently, I am in a funny and precarious position. More or less, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve accomplished all of my life dream<\/a>s. A thought: perhaps dreams are bad<\/a>, because they are dead ends, or cul-de-sacs<\/a> of the mind and ambition<\/a>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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So what now? <\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Now that I am currently more or less, financially independent<\/a>, retired<\/a>, and wealthy<\/a>, life is all upside from here on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first order of things is philosophical. For me to use my privileged position in order to challenge certain conventional thoughts, and to use my own life of self experimentation to create new sources of ideas, and hope that these ideas can be of use to humanity<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The second order of things is for my wife<\/a> and son<\/a>. To help turbocharge Cindy<\/a> as much as humanly possible, and then also to help give wings to my son Seneca<\/a>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n