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Arms raised, reaching for the sky, half alive and broken. Brittle bones and tattered dreams, a picture tells of words unspoken. Bright lights and dark caves, my mind and soul are lost, lost sometimes, sometimes...

 

I get asked why I don’t write more, and to be honest, sometimes I just can’t make sense of my words or feelings. I’ve been in such a rut but lately I’ve been feeling better after realizing that part of the reason I’ve been so down could be laziness. I’ve been lazy, I’ve been gaining weight, and in turn my creativity has suffered, I’ve been lazy in my process, and processing. That all ended today, in hopes of being proactive and breaking free of what has been like heavy chains on my soul. Sometimes I just want to feel normal, like “tomorrow I’ll be better”.

 

A few months ago while out with a client we were treated to one of the most amazing, and strange displays of light, and clouds I’ve ever seen, with temps over 100°, and random lightning (no thunder) striking often and randomly. I was lucky to capture a frame with lightning while the sun was peaking through.

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Uploaded on November 28, 2018
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