It wasn't until I admitted my powerlessness that I began to feel control again. I know I like to lose myself in work and my photos. When I find myself sitting at my desk to the point I can't feel my feet anymore, hours will have passed and I ask myself what is it that I am avoiding.
Slowly I am beginning to sort and weed things out of my life. As I sit down with a pile of photos I glean the ones that are significant and the rest get tossed out. I could do this on so many levels, paperwork, projects even people. I only want to give my time and energy to the people and things that bring me peace and happiness. I have no more room in my life for clutter, photos or otherwise. Its a small step that eventually over time will open up more room in my life to explore my passions in a balanced healthy way, a life where creativity can flourish.
I immediately identified with maansee's self portrait I love how she is enveloped by the pattern. I see the patterns as an extension of her, she is a part of the art. The fiery colors and rough edge are the icing on this cake. I too sometimes feel turbulent.
Lindsey, aka the modchik
I am turbulent by maansee