when motivation isn't so accessible

So, I have been doing a lot of reflecting these days. I wake up in Los Angeles, and even though I have been doing so for nearly 5 years, I have a hard time coping with the fact that the L train is 3000 miles away—about the same distance as that bagel I am always craving. The news about Kavenaugh, rising rents, epic failures and a the kind of unexpected aimlessness that happens when your big stubborn dreams forever keep you hungry …

If I could I would be directing a film or a play everyday. Which is why I am so indebted to my photo practice it keeps me in my right brain. Right now my brain wants to be a mad scientest… Enter my current cross processing obsession :)