Last night it dawned on me how much I dearly missed emotive and conceptual self portraiture. It used to be a very regular part of my life and self expression as an artist, and it is something that has fallen down the well, while I allow so many other photos to take priority in my daily life. As it dawned on me, I felt that old dear friend of mine screaming from the bottom of the well to give her life again, to let her breathe and see the light. So this morning I decided to do just that. After shooting an upcoming lookbook for The Bohemian Collective, I did this mini self portrait shoot, with my phone! I actually broke my tripod during the boho shoot, so I thought what the hell, just use what you have and express yourself, darling. I can't even tell you how good it felt. After so long, and even after instructing others on how to do this through friend's ecourses, I finally allowed myself the time and space to just be, just be with my camera and my emotions. This is real breath to me. This is a heart to heart with my spirit. This is the caressing nurture of what self love looks like for me. You may not understand it, and you don't need to, and I love that. It's a personal interperative diary journal through the lens of a camera.
The amazingly beautiful Frida Flower Crown is by Rachael Rice of Cosmic American.