Empower your life by letting go of the weaknesses

This morning, I innocently stepped into a conflict with another photographer. He misunderstood a comment I made about another artist’s work. His outrage went so far as to find my website and then throw his low opinions of my work/thoughts back at me (He didn’t find much to talk about as the site is in renovation mode – take that!). I didn’t take the bait. As a rule, I don’t engage with angry/negative behavior online. I just don’t like the karma it gives off. However, I was affected. I didn’t take this man’s issues to heart specifically – I know who I am and that I am an ever-growing artist. What it did was to stir up a more dangerous monster: self-doubt. Continue reading “Empower your life by letting go of the weaknesses”

Hope in Detroit

“Capitalism has failed us, but so what? We”ll just go on to the next thing.” ~Cary Loren

I love a good adventure. Set me up to go somewhere new among people I have not met and I am happy as a clam at high tide. However, I am not a war corespondent and when I was asked to head to Detroit Michigan to shoot in some of the down-trodden areas, I found myself thinking about the stories I had read and the large collection of valuable gear I carry with me.

In the end, however, it was inspiring.

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Changing seasons: embracing the harsh

It is amazing how the world I live in can become almost invisible to me until a transformation comes in the form of a snowfall. The world I knew takes on new colors. New shapes appear. Then there is the hush. When all you can hear is the crunch of snow under your own footsteps. This transformation has always been magical to me. Of course, it also brings with it the dangers in driving, the barrage of back injuries and the need to layer up for comfort. Inconveniences undoubtedly, but it is worth it all to have a fresh new world to explore. Personally, it is always about the light. I love to rise early and watch the sunrise be reflected in subtle shades on the surface of the textured snow. It’s as if God dropped a canvas and began to paint with watercolors over the landscape. I love winter.

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