patience

what i’m practicing lately is patience with myself. the same patience i try to bring to my subjects, the willingness to just sit with something, let it breathe, not force it. i’m applying that to my own rhythm now.

i still see photographs everywhere. that hasn’t left. standing in line, walking to my car, looking out a window, the eye doesn’t turn off. it’s just that the camera isn’t always there. and maybe that’s okay. maybe seeing is still part of the work.

the street work is still there when i get to it. people of atlanta isn’t going anywhere. the city isn’t going anywhere. the work will be there when i’m ready to meet it.

i used to think momentum meant constant output. now i think it means not quitting. showing up when you can. keeping the eye sharp even when the hands are full.

the rhythm comes back. it always does.

i’m just being patient with the process.