Photo by Antonio Annobile
Photo by Antonio Anobile
Photo by Antonio Anobile
“If this is all we’re living for
Why are we doing it, doing it, doing it anymore?
I used to recognize myself
It’s funny how reflections change
When we’re becoming something else
I think it’s time to walk away”
Trying to figure out if the old wizard’s tale is true: drink your coffee out of an I Love New York cup every day and you’ll truly love New York
The Lens. Through it I may express my feelings, my art form, my vulnerability… for it is you, lover, and all the wild sex we had, and you, heartbreaker, and all the times you left me sad and alone; it is you, best friend, one who lights up my day with laughter and joy. It is through the lens that I may express my hurt, pain, fear, disappointment with the human race and happenstances of my personal history, my grief, joy, happiness, elation, buoyancy, positivity, compassion, exuberance, sexuality and love. My therapeutic process. My dream. My life. It is a safe, inanimate object to connect with, one that won’t hurt me, though the product of our intimacy may cause judgement and pain. For it is through the lens that you gain access to my soul.
Photo credit: self
My Mom used to call herself the “Pioneer Woman,” wear too-high-cut-off Wrangler jean shorts on her 5’ 2” frame, drink Popov Vodka all day everyday and pick my brother and I up in a riding lawn mower from the bus stop. Do you think she cared what others thought? Pretty sure she didn’t. I remember my face getting hot when I’d see her there waiting for us – so embarrassing for an 8-year-old living in a town of 400 people (who talked, btw). I mean, was it street-legal? For-sure NO. Was it practical? Actually it was, I mean, we lived on a dirt road in rural Vermont and it was only 7/8th’s of a mile home, so why not attach the trailer hitch to the John Deere, put it in high-speed and go?
For all her craziness, my Mom taught me an important lesson, and it’s taken me almost 30 years to truly live it, and that is: do not care what people think of you. Ok, well, you’re probably still going to care, but don’t let it dictate your actions. Don’t let others’ potentially negative judgements of you prevent you from shining your own brand of light into the world. So, if you’ve been holding back for fear of judgement and have an amazing idea that you want to put out there, you should probably git ta readin’ below.