Creating My Own Canvas

 

 I do this for myself. I create my own canvas.

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For years I’ve struggled with feeling like I had to choose between two versions of me. Raised on a small farm secluded from the neighborhood kids I developed a strong bond to myself and my family. I learned about who I was from a very young age because I spent a lot of my time alone with my thoughts.

Fast forward to now and I can tell you a piece of me remains that way, however, I crave the stimulation of a buzzing city, art and creativity. I long for diversity and variety in people and places. When I am in the city I miss the farm and solitude and when I am in upstate New York I miss the stimulation. I’m learning how to find that balance and blend my two worlds together.

I love capturing the contrast and really sitting with it. Officially knee deep in my mid-twenties I have learned to love myself even more and found ways to express my creativity and truest nature. I feel that many people in my position are still struggling to find that truth bogged down by the pressures of society. College may have given us the diploma, but where do we go from here? How does the self fit into this new landscape yielding to us? And so I turn to things like photography, writing and fashion to give myself the outlet not provided to me, reestablishing my genuine thoughts, my raw creativity.

Wearing Michael Kors romper, vintage 1980’s belt, H&M boots

 

 

 

 

 

 

Red Walls and Warm Temps

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Wearing Vintage Levis jacket | Truly Madly Deeply top | BCBG skirt | Steve Madden mules 

The weather has been unseasonably warm here in upstate New York. Usually around this time of year I’m wearing the a coat, so to be bare-legged and feel comfortably warm is beyond ordinary.  Keeping a light denim jacket by my side is perfect for when the sun goes down and the temperatures begin to drop again. I snagged this Levi’s jacket in New York City at a flea market. I just could not pass it up; I tend to find the best things when I’m not really looking.

For now, I’m happy to soak up the sun and swim in the colors of fall on this sunny Sunday afternoon.