I sing - I photograph.  These are some of my layers.  Fundamental parts of my essence. Gifts to me.  They don’t define me, but are who I am.  
There were times when I veered away from some of the deepest parts of myself and thought that they had disappeared.  I’ve come to the place where I know that the gifts of your creativity can weave in and out of focus for a time in your life, but ignoring or failing to tend to them, creates a chasm; a void in the core of who you are.  You know when you sing that note or look through that lens, or explore whatever gifts you’ve been given, that you’ve returned home to yourself.  There’s no thought to it, just that deep internal knowing and sense of being in your own shoes. 

I sing - I photograph.  These are some of my layers.  Fundamental parts of my essence. Gifts to me.  They don’t define me, but are who I am.  

There were times when I veered away from some of the deepest parts of myself and thought that they had disappeared.  I’ve come to the place where I know that the gifts of your creativity can weave in and out of focus for a time in your life, but ignoring or failing to tend to them, creates a chasm; a void in the core of who you are.  You know when you sing that note or look through that lens, or explore whatever gifts you’ve been given, that you’ve returned home to yourself.  There’s no thought to it, just that deep internal knowing and sense of being in your own shoes. 

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