I’ve had a pretty big year as a photographer. Earlier in the year I was published. And this past fall, I had my first photo exhibit in Eugene, Oregon (the photo above was one of eight that was on display at the gallery).
I feel so blessed and so humbled by these two things.
I never imagined I would reach these two goals before my 30th birthday. For quite some time I felt a little worried about not having crossed off enough on my to-do/personal goals list. You see, I love seeing results. I work hard at them eveyday – both in work and in my personal life. So during my early 20s I had some difficulty exerting effort in my creative pursuits. I cared little about such things since I was more involved with impressing my peers. Now, I feel a freedom that only time and getting older (and wiser) can provide.
Photography allows me to express myself in ways unspoken; as I am not a writer by trade or by heart – a visual story or essay of my life speaks more to who I am. Observing quietly and peacefully is something I truly enjoy and do well. And I love digging deep – very deep into the meaning behind many things. Taking photographs takes me to a very happy place. I have never felt this passionate about something before. And I realize that my story is best told through my lens since my heart seems to speak from there.
So as I step into my 30s, I feel a great sense of relief. I am excited about the life I have built and the friends and family I love so deeply. I love the discoveries I have made and the stories I have told through my photographs. I have learned to trust myself more – and to believe in my skills and my abilities. I am grateful for finding my faith… in me.
I cannot wait to see what happens next.