bianca, class of 2018

there's a certain nostalgia that hangs in the air every spring:
graduation season.

for bianca's grad photos, we ran around campus catching that elusive golden hour (while trying to avoid that wind... i'd say we were pretty successful?!)

congrats, bianca!!

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We're seeing more than ever, right?
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An endless stream of posts, stories and tweets across the internet have made seeing an effortless flick of the thumb.

And yet, in an ironic twist, could it be that we're actually seeing less than ever before?

Consider that sight is a physics phenomenon — and it always has been — as light makes its way to our retinas and then the brain, in a miraculous manner as light turns into electricity which is interpreted as sight.

Yet, what about vision?

If sight is the result of physics — something we perhaps take for granted one too many times — vision is the experience. It’s that surge of endorphins when we cross that finish line. It’s the chills. The nerves. It’s that hurrah. It’s that fear.

The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.
 — Helen Keller

I came across Ms. Keller’s words the other day, and they struck a chord.

You don’t need sight in order to have vision.

Rather, vision requires something else: A dream. A dream crafted by you. 
Your dream.

Even that meanderer has a dream, though they may not know it.

I know, because I’m that meanderer. At least, I know now.

Coming into college a few years ago, I wasn’t too sure where the path would lead me next. Several major switches later, here I am: I’m now a marketing major, a complete rotation from being a pre-med student.

College has taught me one thing about life, and the meaning of vision: The need to be curious.

Without curiosity, we’re merely seeing. But, with curiosity, we’re able to have vision. Suddenly, the scenes around us take on a new dimension.

Vision allows us to live a more meaningful life, one marked with dreams.

And to dream is human.


This post was inspired in response to a question posed by MarvelOptics (www.marveloptics.com), as part of a scholarship essay contest.

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hiiii winter.
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it's official. winter's officially on our doorsteps. 

i marked the winter solstice the other day by running around on a brisk foggy morning. 

i mean, how else are you going to mark the occasion? 

after a chilly "hiiii winter", i dashed to the car to warm up my frozen fingers.

(oh, and i mayyyy have recently splurged and gotten a new lens which may have added to the excitement, much to the chagrin of my wallet. so yeah.)

here's to the colder (???) months,

hamza

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