Roots

One of the things that got lost to me as I’ve spent the last year and a half investigating more of the business side of photography (and it so amazing that in that time frame I’ve barely scraped the surface) is just taking my camera out and exploring the world with it.  Actually creating with it, not just creating a product.

I used to take pictures of just about anything and everything… just to see how I could make it look, what angles I could get… just basically creating more than just a picture but these tiny snippets of art with my camera that reflected my life and my journeys.

I stopped doing that in the random chaos.  It was like keeping a journal, checking back in with it, and realizing a huge chunk of time had went by since you last opened it.  A gap in your life was missing.

So one morning while I was still awake as the sun was rising I decided to put insomnia to use.  I just went out and sat on my patio and looked around.  I never appreciate life and the world as much as I do when looking at it through a lens.

The sun rising and bouncing through the leaves and petals of my hibiscus tree…

Looking at the texture and colors of the flowers I had recently planted….

And just looking at the things that had been there for months, in a slightly different perspective…