209.366 Breakout
Its been ages since I uploaded anything. I began to question- what drives the need to create?
Inspiration is like wispy clouds on a breezy day. They are there for a passing moment and then poof, the wind has taken them forever. Somehow, if you can harness that moment, distill it and add to it, that essence becomes a place that can creatively seed.
My best work has always come from despair. Of experiencing something that I needed more than words to express. Something that bridges the ability of words and can be represented in an image.
Emotionally and spiritually I'm very focused at the moment, but physically I'm highly critical of myself and unhappy with how I look and present, my skin is kicking back and I'm left with a general overall feeling of fatigue.
Ordinarily in the normal world I would buy something new, bleach and/or shave my head and go shopping but at the moment none of those options hold any appeal. I've been blessed with employment throughout the pandemic and probably earned more this year than I ever have, but by contrast I have decluttered my home, and reduced where I can, but my body feels the weight of the working from home groundhog day, the lack of exercise and the homecooked meals or food on the go.
Instead the options available are to wear the wigs, the heels and the tutus and dance around the kitchen on a Sunday night. You have to reach for those wispy clouds however you can.
209.366 Breakout
Its been ages since I uploaded anything. I began to question- what drives the need to create?
Inspiration is like wispy clouds on a breezy day. They are there for a passing moment and then poof, the wind has taken them forever. Somehow, if you can harness that moment, distill it and add to it, that essence becomes a place that can creatively seed.
My best work has always come from despair. Of experiencing something that I needed more than words to express. Something that bridges the ability of words and can be represented in an image.
Emotionally and spiritually I'm very focused at the moment, but physically I'm highly critical of myself and unhappy with how I look and present, my skin is kicking back and I'm left with a general overall feeling of fatigue.
Ordinarily in the normal world I would buy something new, bleach and/or shave my head and go shopping but at the moment none of those options hold any appeal. I've been blessed with employment throughout the pandemic and probably earned more this year than I ever have, but by contrast I have decluttered my home, and reduced where I can, but my body feels the weight of the working from home groundhog day, the lack of exercise and the homecooked meals or food on the go.
Instead the options available are to wear the wigs, the heels and the tutus and dance around the kitchen on a Sunday night. You have to reach for those wispy clouds however you can.