Clayton Hauck Clayton Hauck

2024 12 07

Yesterday, while walking to work early in the morning, I was noticing things I hadn’t noticed before. This was, I think, because the early-morning light was different from what I normally encounter. It got me thinking about how even myself, who I consider an extremely observant person, will experience things quite differently depending on the details of the moment. The weather, the lighting conditions, your mood, current events and politics, any people around you, these things will all affect your perspective and potentially change it quite dramatically.

Anyway, the reason I didn’t post yesterday is because I was at the holiday market (which I organized) the entire day and am still exhausted the following morning even after sleeping nine hours. I’m not sure what it is about hosting events. They can destroy me mentally and physically, yet I somehow enjoy the abuse and each time only want to come back bigger and better on the next one. Eventually, one of them will break me and I’ll move on to knitting or something a bit more casual. Or maybe photography?

-Clayton

Rainy Brewers stadium. Milwaukee, Wisconsin. August, 2024. © Clayton Hauck

Yesterday, while walking to work early in the morning, I was noticing things I hadn’t noticed before. This was, I think, because the early-morning light was different from what I normally encounter. It got me thinking about how even myself, who I consider an extremely observant person, will experience things quite differently depending on the details of the moment. The weather, the lighting conditions, your mood, current events and politics, any people around you, these things will all affect your perspective and potentially change it quite dramatically.

Anyway, the reason I didn’t post yesterday is because I was at the holiday market (which I organized) the entire day and am still exhausted the following morning even after sleeping nine hours. I’m not sure what it is about hosting events. They can destroy me mentally and physically, yet I somehow enjoy the abuse and each time only want to come back bigger and better on the next one. Eventually, one of them will break me and I’ll move on to knitting or something a bit more casual. Or maybe photography?

-Clayton

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