photo taken at salvation mountain
i have so much on my mind these days. the worst is feeling like i have no place to express my thoughts, maybe because i haven't blogged here in months? will you forgive me for that? i want to start up again. it always feels so good to write exactly what's on my mind, not worrying what any one will say. so thank you in advance for never judging, and thank you for being that safety spot for me where I can freely express myself. paddle to shore is a personal space, the diary of my life, really. it's time to remember what it feels like to live and take photos without someone "expecting" anything from me. i want to go out all day and see what's in front of me. sometimes i really forget how this whole "photography" thing really started.
photo by elizabeth weinberg
i always get this wave of inspiration really late at night. at 2:30am, i find myself floating into a cloud of dream-like thoughts. i'm not sure what happened, but suddenly everything around me makes perfect sense. all the questions i've had zero answers for - for months are finally right in front of me, the answers are in bold letters. it's the middle of the night, and i've gotten myself sucked into a new (to me) photographer's portfolio, and i simply lose myself for hours. this happens far too often. i'm listening to babel, i wonder what it feels like to be married to carey mulligan? finally, i'm writing my thoughts down, paper scattered all over our bed. finally, my ideas are on paper, and i'm not just talking about them. it's as though i haven't held a pen in years? a cup of coffee at 11pm- i'm awake while everyone is sleeping.