I’ve been quiet lately, busy as always – and also I gave notice at my job – my last day is Friday – about to head off to a job fair. Five years at this job – it’s hard to leave – feels like a death in the family – my job is a large part of my identity. But due to recent changes there staying would be harder. Anyone out there need a designer?
Spent a couple of hours editing photos today – and realizing as much as I love them – no one else will probably ever want them. Why am I doomed to being attracted to death and dark and decay? Those things don’t generally sell – flowers and kittens and sunsets – those sell. Strange images from places where people died horrific deaths – not so much. And yet, damnit – I LOVE LOVE LOVE these images – want to cover my walls with them – turn them into wallpaper so I can feel like I can walk straight into them – straight down the rabbit-hole.
If you just went by my recent photography you might think I’m having a nervous breakdown. I’m not – my life is in flux though – and I definitely think that’s what showing up in these recent images. Cheaper than therapy!
Survivor
I put on my armor today,
- soft and strong and gray,
added rainbows around my wrists
and saturn’s rings around my fingers,
sign slut – gallery wonk – party girl
pieces of me
not all of me
brave face, sassy smile
and black boots for stompin’
pisces lover – cancer girl
pieces of me
not all of me
I put on my armor today
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