I started this blog in 2005...holy smokes that's 7 years. I don't think I've invested in any project consistently for that long. I started it because blogging was a unique thing back then. It was a small group of folks creating a new form of expression that made all the sense in the world to me.
I've learned a few things about myself with this project. I like to document what's happening in my life: with my family and friends, in my work, etc. When my friends started having babies and I was thinking about having babies, I couldn't stop taking pictures of their unbelievable body transformations. It helped me make sense of my own. I took pictures of our children which helped make sense of the madness and wonder of raising a human being. I take pictures of my environment, whether I'm in Idaho or Maine and not just because I like to make interesting pictures. I do it because it helps me heal, move, process, see.
When you see the world in a particular way, it's important to find a congruent way to express that. With so much of our energy put into moving forward and so much pressure to continue to produce, it's difficult to stop, to pause, to take a breath, and evaluate.
That's why I need rest. I'm pretty sure I know what I want to shoot next, but that doesn't matter now. I'm making myself step away. Time and rest.