Double page spread example from The Road To Here. Left: The Very Wary* and Right: Animal Portraits. [Please follow the link to my Go Fund Me at the top of the profile there 👆🏼 for more details.] ... *Special prize to anyone who knows why it was so called? -
Quite unusual, for me too. The vast majority of my imagery is taken in landscape format - rather than the portrait orientation here. Not that many people who follow me here would ever realise, as I generally deigned to succumb to Instagram's default square format while here! A conscious reimagining of the compositions. [Some of which definitely worked better than others!! 😣] -
The Road To Here contains all my original full-frame edits. Including, uh, the bits I may've lopped off to post in here over the years; like some archaeological restoration project. Ha!
the land of hobbits. -
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Photo by: @kdkuiper
le pays des hobbits. -
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Photo par: @kdkuiper
The flickering of the street lights as a cold wind blows. I feel parts of myself washing away like the tides of the sea pulling back, but with no intent of having a high tide again. The sand blowing off into the distance as I erode into true form.
The paradigm shift wasn't with intent; I guess this is the growing pains of becoming whoever you're supposed to be next.
Trying to understand this world and accepting myself within it. Who I am and what I'm capable of. A gamble of destiny built on the assumption that everyone has a purpose and meaning is a mutual contract signed in fate.
I knew nothing was ever truly static, but I didn't know that growing up would hurt this much.
I'm here with a cemetery in my mind of people I've been. All this time I've been carrying the dead weight of my past selves as though they'd mean anything to me at my next crossroads... and although it didn't quite happen all at once - it was certainly compound.
As soon as the floodgates opened the changes gushed through me - finally making space for growth by letting go and making peace with the past and future. I'm finally home.
everyday i let go // just a little bit more
in the end
i’m gonna be alright
but it might take
a hundred sleepless nights
to make the memories
of you disappear
but right now
i cant see nothing
thru these tears