I woke up early and couldn’t go back to sleep. Lots of thoughts running through my head. Some work-related, some personal. These early morning hours are some of my very favorite though. It’s the only time of the day that I have completely to myself. The house is dark, quiet, with only the sound of light snoring coming from the pug upstairs. I light candles, pick up my computer and do one of two things - edit pictures, or write. When I edit, I don’t have to think about whatever it is that’s keeping me up at night. I can let go and create something beautiful that I love. Fulfill a creative need. Lately, I’ve been playing with double exposures.

It’s the first time in my life I feel a sense of fatigue and overwhelm that I just can’t explain. It comes on the heels of a couple of months of intense travel, both for work and for fun, and at some point, about a month ago, I hit an absolute wall and started making doctor’s appointments to make sure I wasn’t sick. It feels like I’m running on an empty tank of gas and the nearest gas station is hundreds of miles away.

I’m not a details person by nature. I’m more of a free-spirit. (Except for when it comes to being on-time. I’m a stickler for being on-time!) Little details also become important to me when they have an impact on the overall image.

Dearest Josh,
I don’t share my feelings as often as I should, but it doesn’t mean they don’t exist.

When I committed to pick up my camera and shoot every single day in 2023, I knew it would look different than the last time I felt this passionate about photography.

I’m carrying around this newfound love of photography very carefully. It feels so fragile right now - like it could burst at any moment. I’m sure that from the outside, it seems absurd. It’s just a camera, after all. I’ve known how to use it for years.