Sometimes I Am…
07.25.2007
These are some the photographs that visually describe some of my thoughts and insides. The feelings that come after the consequences of poor decision-making or the uncontrollable circumstances in life that took me by surprise in the most horribly elegant way.
Every person knows of this place in his or her own life. We all have certain ‘rooms’ within ourselves that are disordered, chaotic, hectic, confused, jumbled, in disarray, terrifying. Maybe some of us choose not to go into these rooms and shut the door and act as if they don’t exist. Yet I think inevitably, sometimes by force, we will all have to face these rooms and make the decision to walk into them or to continue to try and paint over them. To cover the doors up with sex, drugs, alcohol, or whatever one chooses to numb the reality of them.
I have discovered in this process of life, which I have the privilege to express through my photography, it is by far the most difficult painful gut wrenching beautiful fulfilling incredible honest real surprising, challenging time I have ever entered into. Making the decision and choosing to open the doors and walk in, with others support, is truly the most difficult.
Sometimes I am…2 empty chairs…collapsing…an abandoned room…erected chaos…the worn shoes underneath the bed…a broken window and open door…a fucked up room…a filthy sink…sleeping in confusion…a dark winter sleeping…redeemed in Him.
…2 empty chairs.
…an abandoned room.
…erected chaos.
…the worn shoes underneath the bed.
…a broken window and open door.
…a fucked up room. 
…a filthy sink.
…sleeping in confusion.
…a dark winter sleeping.
…redeemed in Him.
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