I went back to my roots the other day and stayed up (in spite of my morning responsibilities) and played with photoshop on some self-portraits.
Practicing fun little photoshop tricks helps me feel like I’m regaining a little piece of myself back, which I didn’t realize I’ve been missing for so long. It reminds me of my beginnings and curiosity with photography, digital creation, and exploration of self. Staying up late into the night has always provided my quiet moments of self-expression. It’s when I can most easily enter a flow state and feel free.
What do you see when you reflect on an image of yourself from 2020, and approximately ten years earlier? For me, the contrast was stark.