So as I sit and reflect on that aspect of 2017, I also have to reflect on the opposite side as well. The brighter side. The side where I felt the complete opposite of the past 350 words. 2017 was also a year where I felt like I was able to find comfort and confidence in who I am at the core much more than any other recent year.
Do you smell that? I smell it. Breathe deeper. It’s the sweet smell of a series, y’all. (I never use the word y’all, but it seemed like the most appropriate right now alright?)
I’ve had this idea for a few weeks now. Simply, what would happen if I gave my boyfriend my camera on manual, briefly explained what each setting does and how it affects photos, and then basically had him do a mini-shoot of me. Sounds easy!
I’ve only really been doing fine art photography for a grand total of… 3 years? I feel as if I wasn’t at least mildly good at it till about a year […]
Didn’t I just write one of these? Did I not semi-recently hash out all the great/ish things that happened in the last 12 months? And now another 12 months has passed? I […]
Throughout these past 12 months, I’ve forgotten about doing things that scare me. Not totally, though. I’ve had brief moments of the good kind of anxiousness that turned out to be something wonderful! I’m hoping this next move will be of the same.
Maybe a week or so ago, I was laying down and talking to my boyfriend about how there’s an ideal “me” that for some reason, I can’t seem to be. […]
“I ripped the packaging open and held it in my hands, smelled it, felt the paper, looked at the barcode – and just like that it was all over. It was finished, and the manifestation of this idea in my head was in my hands. How did it happen? It feels like a blur!”