This thesis roots itself in Romantics. Romantic being defined by Oxford as “characterized by, or suggestive of an idealized view of reality”. Most definitions of romantic include the word love or being in a state influenced by love, but then you have to go and find the definition for love as well. And, well, who can define that, really?

This thesis wants the user to ask themselves: How do you perceive your environment? Do you see it at all past an objective sense? If you only see it objectively (i.e. simply a building you pass by or a sidewalk or path you take to class or work), when was the last time you didn’t?

Think back to your childhood, maybe even your early to late teenage years. Did you daydream about a life you never lived? An area unexplored, a sight unseen? This is what the thesis wants to get at. These things all exist, they’re still around you. You just have to “see” them.

Comets, for example, are simply and objectively pieces of rock and metal plummeting to earth and disintegrating through Earth’s atmosphere in a wild ball of flames. Even so, we love to see them. Comets, meteorites, shooting stars, we are entranced by them. We set aside time to drive out and view a meteorite shower, we wait for the special years a comet will pass through our sky (i.e. Halley’s comet), and we are stunned when we see the blink of a “shooting star”.

Shooting stars are simple, but we love them all the same. We romanticize them and see them as beautiful (as much as you can define beautiful) and we treat them specially. And this is but one of the many objects and scenes we do this to. But shooting stars are nearly universally celebrated and romanticized. Maybe (probably) because they are “rare” in relativity and ephemeral in visibility.

So are things more common in life just not as special? Are they just not worth glamorizing? This thesis says no; anything and everything is worth re-imagining and romanticizing. It shouldn’t be a bad thing to live like a child, or to think like a child (for the most part anyway). I think I had much more fun as a kid and playing pretend than I ever did after I “grew up”. Innocence is what gives children and romantics “life”. Innocence believes, it just doesn’t know.

(background: minoru yoneto)


      some pictures i’ve taken over the years.
      there’s no filters, yet they feel so dreamy.
      one was even taken before a typhoon; a true romanticization of the situation