I am an artist. And for the first time in my life, I can say that without feeling awkward. I feel nothing but comfort knowing this path of discovery is finally leading me to some conclusions about who I am and what I do. I hope art can open your eyes as it has opened mine.
I am a photographer. And I am finally able to say that with stability and confidence. While words have always been a dramatic form of self-expression, I am excited at the drama that imagery has recently brought to my table. My hope is that it can touch others as it has touched me.
I am an editor. And through that I have come to understand that nothing is perfect and there is never just one ‘right’ way. My way is my way and yours is yours. With corrections, modifications and metamorphoses galore, I have grown to love the process of change. May the changes in life come to move you as they have moved me.
I am a lover. And my eyes have just been opened to the unscathed purity in that. I do not fall in love, I arise to greet it—in every rose I sniff, in every human I meet, in every dream I remember—I accept the pain and fear and love it all. The love of life is a choice, and I hope you choose it.
I am a woman. And at last, I can indulge in it. I am sensitive, I am compassionate, I am intuitive and I am in tune. I have realized the strength in these characteristics and have embraced them as a part of my build. And I will keep on building. And I will keep on sharing here, in hopes that we might build together…