I get asked often how I found my passion. At first I had no idea how to answer. In so many ways I seemed to stumble into it unknowing. But the truth is, very few people simply stumble into what they love. They are pushed in that direction, by their own hand or someone else’s guidance, based on who they are inherently. A passion is not a hobby, it is something you can’t live without. It is the thing that…
There is a certain song that we sing, sometimes without realizing that our voice escapes our clenched throat, that vibrates through the air, noiseless, until it beats against the place it was meant to find. The lyrics are without words yet speak to a place inside where the voiceless booming of magnetic poetry carves itself in deep. Words are not necessary in this song. It is a pounding mystery. The ocean beating rocks against one another, or the crack of…
So far this year I have been very inspired. Even more than usual, I would say! I’ve been home a lot more than I usually am, and perhaps because of that I’ve had more time to consistently fall into a routine that makes me feel good. The result has been a lot more creating and a lot more experimentation. Just the other day I grabbed my friend and we had a fantastic time in my local sewer. I decided to…
My life is built on the foundation that I have control over my actions, reactions, and thoughts. I take extraordinary pleasure from that control. I love to test my limits, see what pushes me and what scares me, and live according to my own rules. The reason why I believe in this philosophy so strongly is because I believe in imagination. I believe that reality is what we make it, that we can choose to see or hide. I’ve heard…
Recently I just had one of those days. You know the kind. You wake up to a terrible email. An hour later you receive another. And then an hour after that, a bad phone call. It seemed never-ending. I consider myself very good at dealing with criticism. Tell me one of my pictures is bad, and will either agree, laugh, or ignore the situation. But to find out I’ve disappointed someone – that is my achilles heal. If I had videotaped…