A friend of mine encouraged me to respect my own introspection. I’m trying to embrace that and hope to share some of those reflections from time to time on this blog. This is a little bit I wrote the other day resulting from a conversation I had with myself in the shower.
I take pictures. Does that mean that I am a photographer? This verb “to be”. What is this incessant need to define myself in the form of this verb “to be”, as if I could ever find just that right mix of adjectives to finally contain and thereby understand myself. Even in this pursuit to define, I find myself only frustrated by the limitations of those words. Enough with words. So I take pictures.