Blog
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Moving From The Familiar
I knew my style.
I’ve had two distinctive styles throughout my photography “career,” then there was the transitionary style in between them. But now, after a year and a half with virtually no creating, I’m not fully sure what my new style will be.
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Come Alive
There’s nothing like the feeling of dirt beneath your body. I feel it now as I look at this image. I’m brought back to the moment, lying on the forest floor, mosquitos buzzing around me, dirt and sticks and broken leaves that would stick to my hands, and arms, and any part of me that rested on the ground.
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Emotional Beginning
I create first and foremost for myself. Is it selfish? Perhaps. Yet art and creating have been so instrumental in my healing.
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Broken Perfection
She holds it all until it cracks. Broken promises, shattered dreams, this broken state her new reality. Then she realizes, as it all falls apart, it’s through the cracks a new creation will emerge. It’s in the breaking there is healing. It’s when the walls are shattered that hope can endure. The breaking is only the beginning of mending.
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Productive Creativity
Do you find yourself judging your creative life based on what forms of creativity you’re focusing on?
I struggle with this. It’s like I’ve divided my perception of creativity up into productive creativity and non productive creativity. And I’ve assigned more creative weight and value on projects that fall into the productive creativity bucket.
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Summer
Summer is surprisingly demotivating.
I guess it’s not all too surprising. Creating conceptual pieces in summer means carrying around props and equipment in the heat, changing dresses in the buggy woods, being watched by other people who are out hiking or exploring, and sitting at the computer to edit. I've enjoyed it in the past, but this year I'm just not feeling into it. Summer is for days spent intentionally outside, reading in the park, or writing by the water.
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Writing As Rest
I’m just a little over halfway through the second part of the first draft of my book Chasing Creativity. About a hundred pages down, sixty to go. It’ll be much longer once I finish expanding. It’s almost 62,000 words right now, and there’s more expanding to do. And then I’m sure much of it will be changed, altered, deleted, etc.