we can’t remember who we are or why we’re here.” ― Sue Monk Kidd
I am not just a photographer. I’m a storyteller. My pictures begin and end with story. But it seems that in making a business, I’ve forgotten how to find the story. I have been trying so hard to make it up that I haven’t been able to see what is already there. I’m so afraid the stories have died for me; I don’t want that.
I don’t want to waste my life on acceptable words. I don’t want to say things that the rest of the world has already said. I don’t want to waste anyone’s time with meaningless chatter meant to create SEO rankings, get a post up, fill a page.
When I come here, I want to say real things. I want to spin stories here like morning spider webs with words and in pictures, and I want to open out my heart because the silence is too lonely. It is time for me to tell stories again, no matter how embarrassed or vulnerable or dramatic or tired I feel. I want this place to be rich with inspiration, not just for my readers, but also for myself, so that on the days when I doubt myself, I can be reminded that I am bringing beauty to the world.