A little remembrance
Have you ever woke up one morning and completely felt disconnected from your past work? It happens to me sometimes. I don’t recognize the feelings behind the images I’ve created. I can’t connect to whatever I was trying to evoke. It is as if I am looking at the work of someone I don’t know. This morning person never took photos, and won’t in the future. I sometimes wonder if that is the cost of growth, life experience and maturity. Then something curious happens — it all comes flooding back; the hurt, the love, the suspense, the grace, all the extravagantly rich feelings that previously seemed like a lost coin. The medium of photography becomes new.
Source books are a great way to work through the creative muddle. I look back at these pages from 2007 books and I’m intrigued by how much they meant to me. The crisp process of mixing and matching thoughts and ideas was much more appealing than the finished product. My friend was telling me about some ideas that were keeping her up at night — it seemed so clear to me that she needed an outlet. And then it occurred to me that I should follow my own advice. So this is where I will be, away from the computer and getting my fingers sticky with glue.
[...] and just providing general encouragement. Robert was the person who helped me photograph the Goodbye Books for the show I had that fall. I couldn’t have done it without [...]