I don't know why I'm finding writing so hard lately, when I know that it is the form of expression I feel most close to. Or maybe that is changing too? The last year or two has been a whirlwind of shedding old versions of me. And with that comes changes in my creative expression. I am finding that the way we create is often tied to what we find identity in. And when that completely falls away, or changes, or no longer fits, sometimes it feels like youre standing in an empty room, with so much possibility, you just don't know where to begin, and that becomes your stumbling block. So this is me beginning, even when it feels like I don't have it all figured out. Maybe I should give myself more credit, because logically, it does make sense. In tenth grade I got my first (and only) dslr camera. (now the iphone is fancy enough to be a camera) This was around the time Instagram was taking off in the photography community. I quickly fell in love with artsy photos, setting a sce...
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