for just a moment, I felt as if I was living in a beautiful and skillfully described short paragraph in a book. a story that maybe not everyone has read, but the author put their heart and soul into telling.
a vivid and wonderful handful of seconds that could only be painted by a talented person with the ability to describe an atmosphere with a flourish of fancy words, carefully lined in a sculpted sentence.
to convey a strong yet vague portrait of a snapshot in time is not something I can do. to share a distinct but at the same time ambivalent air of abstract, I can’t quite figure it out.
it was warm, it was peaceful. it was quiet yet loud. it was calming but exciting. it was like a playful smirk but hiding something secret. all around me. I felt infinite in a comfortable and confined box.
when I became aware of it, I accepted it and burned it into my brain to try and keep it there forever to come back to when I needed it. then the moment was gone, but I wasn’t sad. it was nice.
you just had to be there
Where was “there”? I was somewhere in Portland. I drove down (2hrs 40mins, new record) and lined up some photo shoots. A mix of things, meeting people and creating images. some people I clicked with, others I did not. my favorite shoot and person I hadn’t met before was anja louise verdugo. I saw her work and was super pumped. She took the image I posted above, but I edited this one while just messing around. I am way more excited to see how she edits the shoot. she also took a lot of film with multi-exposure tricks. I love creating interesting stuff with cool people.
I was in a parallel universe for 5 days, imagining what it would be like to live there instead of here. I didn’t know the streets, everyone looked different and no sales tax. another world in another state! when I returned, friends asked “how was Portland?” and I couldn’t come up with anything other than “good. it was fine”. it flew by. the best part was putting a magic shiny hair recipe of oil and eggs in my hair with 2 lovely ladies, eating edamame dip and watching the best love story of all time: Train Man.
Travelling is good for you, even if it’s just a few hours away. don’t forget to leave the house every once in awhile.