Hidden Roses | Roadside Pokeweed
I am not sure about these recent photographs. I am working on a project with my friend Susan and the pictures that do not fit well with that body of work kind of live in limbo. They are not part of anything and yet not discards either.
I recall seasons of discontent with photography, times when I thought I might give it all up and stop sharing in this format. But that was back when I was convinced I needed to turn my hobby into a job. Once I let go of that idea, I never looked back. It was good decision for me, and my love for picture-taking has only grown sweeter and stronger for this boundary.
In the meantime, I keep posting the pictures of my everyday life. The summer’s long quest to make a decent picture of pokeweed. The searching for wonder and awe—never really hidden at all.
Whispering to myself. Have compassion. Be curious.