At my worst..best.
Creatively, I’m certainly at my best when, emotionally, I’m at my worst. Typically, I don’t create anything when I’m down.. I use the time to put the influx of ideas in my head to paper, but then, almost certainly never act them out. It’s a vicious cycle that feeds itself on my creative energy, and devours all that could have been. I’m assuming this is what makes me an artist as opposed to a photographer, though I often don’t feel like either. While everything else seems to indicate my life is falling apart, I decided against going with my usual decision to just write shit down, and actually create. Medicine for the evening, a photo-shoot with a friend.. I often wonder as to what level my mood effects what I capture. How much of the model is seen in my photographs; how much of it is what I project onto them? What, if either, is detected by the viewer? How much does a beautiful appearance, or a good show, hide pain?

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personally… I think you are a true artist who is plagued with the curse of over-thinking EVERYTHING!!! A tortured soul is able to create true works of art when they artistically “vomit” their perception of beauty… You do this So well!