I'm feeling very flat these days.


As if something integral in me has been shoved deep down for the last year or so.

It took a blog, a facebook page to open up my eyes and realize what, why. To make me sit back as think - there it is.  A pointy, sharp finger probing that unhappy place.

This picture really says it all.  I feel as if I'm a shadow of who I am, want to be.

I haven't pick my camera up, for ME, in over a year.  Oh sure, I've been photographing for others, but not MYSELF.  I've been letting others interfere with who I am.  Work.  People.  Things.

It's time to remember me.  Time to pick up my passion, remember why I love to photograph and get back me.

It will make me happier.
It will make ME happier.