before. I started a new project today.
accomplishment. This picture is old but it won an award and I’m tired, so, yes.
growth. I feel like I tell you who I believe I am as a photographer, and then post nothing to support that. I like taking portraits. I prefer elaborate environmental shots, specifically. I’m bad at minimalism, and I rarely take still life photographs. Although all those things are true, I have a perfectly reasonable explanation… Continue reading 27.
morning sky. I’m sorry for not posting yesterday, but surprisingly, it’s not because I was feeling uninspired. Quite the opposite, actually. I got a great idea for a project that I didn’t have all of the materials to actually start yet. So, I do have two bigger projects that I am starting this week, and… Continue reading 26.
procrastination. Taken behind my work during my lunch break.
tangle. I’m not strictly a photographer as far as art goes. Well, I am mainly a photographer, but I do have other interests as well, interests that often come in short bursts of obsession. My current obsession is Zentangle. It’s fairly simple, just creating lines, commas, and circles, then putting them together in a pattern.… Continue reading 22.
minimalism. Yet another thing I typically have a problem with. It’s not that I don’t appreciate minimalistic photography, I really like it. It’s just that my brain doesn’t work like that. I can’t do anything simply.
green. I have a hard time with Winter. I miss the warm weather. I dislike the reflectiveness of the snow. Everything looks so uniform covered in white. I’m sure I can find a way to work with that, but I have yet to get to that point. One big thing that I miss in Winter,… Continue reading 19.
industrious documentation of being lazy. I was told yesterday that I should give adventure another try, and I’ve decided that yes, I should. Just not today 🙂 I woke up before anyone else this morning on our day off, and, seeing as I am not usually a morning person, my getting out of bed before… Continue reading 18.
adventure. When I was little, “adventure” was a bad word in my house. It was the word my mom used to make bad situations seem better. For example, having snakes in the well, and having the pipes freeze, those were some great adventures. Or when we were between houses, every place we stayed was an… Continue reading 17.