From Whence I Came
These past few days have been emotionally draining. I'm sure you're familiar with the battles between brain and heart, between the nagging voice and one's calm, collected intuition, and between personal desires and what others seem to be desiring of you. Aren't we all?! My strategy for coping lately has been to focus on this creative thing I have going. Such ambiguity. Had I known how to be more specific, I'd instead be preparing an article on how to introduce some particular technique into your portrait making sessions or giving you tips on how to attract twice as many clients; but I don't have the answers to those things nor to the specific question of where exactly I'm going with this photography of mine. As I dig into my head today for answers however, I am taken back to where I began five years ago... searching for a medium through which to express the array of emotions I was once drowning in. Photography worked then and it continues to work today. That thought marinates, and I realize that that's an element of this craft I'd like to never let go of. Regardless the path I create for myself in photography, I want to never let go of its ability to capture the rawness of a subject and in turn present it as something that moves us towards positive change. That's what I see in photography, that's where I hold my deepest connection to it, and that's the element I'd like my work to always portray. No matter where I go, I hope and pray my work will always reflect the place from whence I came.