Who I May Become

P.S.

Who I may become I hope will be greater and richer than I can imagine at this time. Right now I want to photograph....I don't know....but for a living or a partial living. Inside I feel wings battering my ribs - flapping against the contained area striving to be free. It is cliche but so true. I wish to fly as a creative person.

To be drawn forward into a life full of greater scope and color and form. This entrances me as I am a toddler waddling about falling and bumping into things. I am also tired of working in an office where my urges to be free and feel free is are stifled. I need the paycheck. I need the health insurance. I am grateful for both. And I also mourn my loss of freedom so that it rankles to be inside and on someone else's turf.

I wish to be paid well for the art or product I create. To have respect and acknowledgement beyond my own pleasure. I know I "shouldn't" but I do.

I hope that wherever photography takes me that it will be even better than I can imagine right now. I want to be surprised and opened and deepened by what I learn in class and through the lense and in the quiet moments of discovery. It is delicious. It keeps me going while I'm in my cubicle and cannot see the sky or smell the air.

I will be taking photos this weekend - yeay! more point!