A clock surround by legs hangs on the wall A small chest of drawers sits to the left There is a vase with pink flowers in the chest of drawers.
I'm beginning to feel the limitations of my 50mm lens, old D700 and house in my art. My house is dark and I struggle with low light. I have ideas on larger scales, but no idea how to create them. I want to venture outside my four walls to create photographs, but I'm afraid. So… Continue reading Leg Lamp
It's a lot easier to be stuck than you'd think. Getting unstuck, that's hard. Knowing you are stuck, even harder. I was stuck. Stuck in fear. Stuck in the past. I'm not stuck anymore. I can feel my mind wandering down a different creative path. The Albatross Project is nearing it's end. I have a… Continue reading Stuck
A woman hanging from a rope inside a bubble.
Even the largest of wounds can heal. In time you will be whole again. Construction: Nikon D700, 50mm, f, 1/80, ISO 500. The floor was created out of a laminate floor palette arrange on my bedroom carpet. For the hole I used a broken vase and the warp tool in Photoshop to get the shapes… Continue reading Wounded
There were times when I felt like my life was being sucked into a black hole. As if a huge vacuum cleaner was pulling me into this incredible darkness. I was holding onto my life with my finger tips as debris flew past me into the abyss. Some days are dark. Some days feel like… Continue reading Black Hole
We are all damaged in some way. No one journeys life unscathed. This damage shows itself differently for all of us, for we are all unique in our struggles and how we wear them. Be kind.
The voices both inside us and outside us can be extremely damaging. The negative comments and self talk become part of us and eat away at our self belief and self image. With anxiety the voices are loud and continuous. Always negative, fearful and self depreciating. You are the thoughts you have, and the voices you listen to.