mirage

mirage, 2017 // I realize I don't have to explain my absence from the photography world, yet I still want to try. The problem is it’s essentially impossible to convey why without writing a memoir lmao. My hiatus was not really done out of choice, but because life had taken what felt like a giant metaphorical shit on me. Many aspects of my life started deteriorating in 2013 and by 2015 I had just fully given up. What I was dealing with took everything out of me, leaving nothing left for my art. This sounds corny but at times it felt as if what/who I was fighting and my inability to create were duking it out to see who was gonna kill me first. I’m aware that this was probably the most vague ass explanation for my absence possible, but I’m just so grateful to be able to freely create again. Am I afraid that the creative part of my brain has calcified? Maybe! Who cares! I know the alternative and it's a garbage life, so I’m just excited that I get to be me again, whoever she is. Thank you for being patient and never forgetting me.

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