Cause and Effect

This was taken on day 67 of the year.  Today is day 205.  It's always hard to go through the movements, losing track of time, feeling like there's less and less of it to go around.  College seems like ages ago.  But God is providing, and if this is where He wants me to be right now, this is where I'll stay. 

I miss making art, mainly the freedom I had in which to create it, and the feeling that comes with expressing this certain thought, or emotion, or idea, that I have in my head.  I wonder if people understand what I mean when I say I'm unable to explain something, but I can show it to them through a photograph.  It's as though this idea is sparked in my head, but to complete it I must go through the process of seeing, searching, finding, capturing all at once this indescribable thing and translating it into a visual work.  It feels like breathing, natural, deep, pure.  And at the moment I exhale, the moment I finish a piece of work, I feel relief, and just as the next breath eventually comes, so does the next idea.