This is a story about me trying to find myself.
And no, I’m not talking about gender — honey that’s all settled. But BUT it is about who I am post-transition and where I want to go with my creative journey.
To be frank, I’m still a bit lost in many ways when it comes to making pretty images. For so long, I have been defined by the photos of storms I was taking.
Photography and moving images have long been my passion but I’ve been in a very narrow niche for quite awhile. Last August, just before coming out as trans I announced I was all but done with chasing severe weather in the Spring as my primary pursuit — since then I’ve been trying to figure out what that meant.
While I love weather and storms and shooting stormy skies — there’s so much more I want to explore. Landscapes, architecture, culture, identity and where all of this intersects to be sure.
And weather has to be a part of that. So does the environment. The culture I now live in. My identity as a trans woman. How all of these pieces intersect. For so long I had a vision, now I have nothing concrete.
Of course, I do have time to figure some of this out. But I also am itching for a new project to call my own, a new direction to take my artistic endeavors in.
Weather was great — and it’ll be part of everything I do forever — but it won’t be the only thing I do.
So, dear reader, take this as me idly speaking words and brainstorming with you. I’m still not sure what any of this means or where it will lead — but the thing I’m wanting to ensure is that I am as transparent as possible on my blog space. The good, the bad, and the meandering.
In many ways I’m drifting around creatively, and in many ways I see that as being necessary to get to the next step no matter how frustrating it is.
My creative journey continues, but rest assured it has not ended.
One reply on “The Creative Journey is a Process”
Raychel, it has been a joy getting to know you through your writings and photos, though I follow few bloggers other than you. You speak with a voice that carries for the many who don’t possess your strength. I want you to know that I am proud of you, and I have no doubt that your mother is, too. Carry on, good and faithful servant.