Blog to respond to http://jd11m.blogspot.com/
When
I came into this world, I was welcomed into a place that was touristy with a
lowercase “t”. My father had moved to Florida in this mid twenty’s in an
attempt to escape the dullness of Ohio life. He settled on a beach where he
bought his first home.
This
home was precious to him. He enjoyed the small town feel in a hidden piece of
paradise. There was one way in, and one way out, a small two lane bridge that
connected the island to the rest of the world. When I was younger this beach
was a place I felt far away from the city life, when in reality I was only a
few minutes drive away.
It
was on that beach where I could walk for miles and only see a handful of
people. These people were like my father, living in paradise away from their frozen
northwestern pasts. This was a place I felt safe. A place that was quiet and
calm, where people were happy to see you and smiled as they passed by. Besides the
beach there were cozy beach cottages and small independent motels that were
filled with guests only during the summer and winter holiday seasons.
When
I returned to this once peaceful place, I was greeted by a city that had grown
into touristy with a capital “T”. The small cottages have been replaced with
multi-million dollar mansions, the independent motels bought out and bulldozed to
make room for luxury apartment buildings and grand waterfront resorts. No
longer do I feel safe in this now crowded space. There is no community here, no
longer any smiles, only money, lights, noise and crowds. Make way for paradise.
I really liked the use of color in this piece. I myself haven't toyed around with color yet, which is odd considering how much I love color. The only thing I will say about the color is that I was unsure as to why each paragraph was a different color instead of using color to highlight certain words. Even though the tan-ish yellow color was kind of hard to read on the white background, it made me think of sand on the beach, and the blue made me think of the water. Your picture intrigued me: I was definitely expecting some sort of beach scenario--I also grew up in a beach town--but I expected it to be about a vacation to the beach because of the picture. After reading the post I understood it to be an object of distaste for you. It obviously worked great with the content of your post, and I liked that, due to placement before the text, I was unsure what the post was actually going to be about. I liked that it was like discovering knowledge, thinking it to be one thing at first, and then finding out near the end that it is something completely different.
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