Cayla in Drowning Red
Journal Entry #1
05.12.22
I always say that anyone can make what I make. And I mean that. Anyone can grab this camera and take awe inspiring photos of beautiful people. Anyone can make a video of a guy promoting fake chancla karate class commercial. Anyone can form a team of exceptional people to not only make an award show or music video that not only represents what they can do but what they want to do.
Photography
Journal Entry #2
05.12.22
This semester was one of the best 4-5 months of my entire life. Sure did it have its downfalls and collision courses? Sure. But it had some kind of magic that almost helped all of the people that have truly wanted to make something great, make this one of the most memorable experiences of my life. Am I upset that its all finally over? I think, yeah. I’ve never made more friends, more connections, more experiences ever than in these past few months. These people at this school, these people that I’ve grown to learn so much about. Has been nothing but a lovely time. For as much as this school dislikes me too, they did let me get away with a lot of stuff, some stuff that I’m not entirely sure most people would let me get away with. If there’s one huge takeaway I can grab from all of this it is that no one is perfect. As much as you think they are, even with how they make themselves out to be, no one is perfect. Everyone has their shit they go through, everyone has an interesting story of how they to the moment their in now. No one get’s to the point you think they’re at without some tragedy or pain behind them. It takes a lot to be yourself sometimes, I get it. It takes a lot to leave an older version of yourself behind and become more you. (Hope that makes sense to some of you lol).
TikTok/Reel
Journal Entry #3
05.12.22
Ok here we go again, I felt like writing so here we go with the sappy little stories from me again. I think this time I want to talk about time, not like i haven’t before which is the funny part. Time is a funny thing cuz there comes a point where it all just speeds up really really fast. So fast that you can’t even catch your breathe to realize everything that has happened. Of course for me I’m talking about college. In the beginning of my freshman year and probably until sophomore/junior year ish. I was having a pretty rough time. I didn’t really have a social life at my school and people only knew me from the work I did. I was alone all the time, making my own things and doing what I love by myself with my closest friends to keep me company while I try to navigate this very hard field to get into. I’m still not even in it. I’ve been told countless times that I need to grow up, that I need to make money and find a life as soon as possible. But that all changed when I found people at my college. Finding those people that all equally love this field and art is something I’ve been yearning to find for years. Now they may not have the same mindset or even work that I want to do. But what they do have is love. A love to be something more than just a letter on a page, more than the money, more than striving to impress others. They have a drive to be their best selves and be proud of who they’ve become.