summer dance

There are times when the characteristics of the teacher inside of me causes me to put up roadblocks, even though I have been out of the classroom for 12 years. I want things to have an order, a flow, a plan. It is hard for me to start something mid week, mid month or mid year, after all the year has seasons, months, and days of the week for a purpose. So when I decided to start a somewhat loose 365/daily photo project mid-June, on a Tuesday, it was uncomfortable.

I had no “lesson plan” in place, no rules, no firm idea where it would lead, all I knew for sure was that I wanted (and needed) to change things up a bit. It was sort of a last ditch effort, for in the back of my mind there was this possibility that if something didn’t change I was going to just slip my cameras into the storage bench, where I keep my photo gear, close the lid, and walk away and not look back. But so far, it feels right. 

The flow of how, where, and why of this “project” seems unnecessary to me now and I wake with no agenda other than to take a photo of some kind during the day. Slowly over these beautiful summer days, things have worked themselves out and there is an ease once again, to this creative passion I need to nurture.

summer dance

after dinner wine

wild sweet pea

unfolding

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 

― F. Scott Fitzgerald