Sometimes it takes awhile to get going, to get those creative juices up and running instead of cowering in fear. Sometimes it just takes a sunset, the rays deliciously sliding across the earth towards my front windows. I pick up my camera and play with the light. Even plastic white mini-blinds turn radiant in the warmth and I use everything at my disposal to create my own art. My own joy. My own moments of awareness and delight. I look through my lens and create something new, something old, something real and something imaginary.

I do it because I have to. And because I want to. And because, in doing so, I find life.