I want to take this time to apologize, because I have had a moment of reflection. My post the other day was a little deeper than I meant for it to be. Possibly too much information? I really only spoke the thoughts in my head at the time, but it caused a turn that I hadn’t really intended on taking. So, I apologize. I also felt that my post took away from the picture, which is a shame because the picture was pretty amazing in my opinion, but I digress.
Truth is, I’m not really in a funk, which is another phrase that I’m not a fan of but it is the only one to suit the need on hand. Anyway, I’m really not. It may have seemed that way, but I’m not. I’m just…my mind is constantly running and trying to figure things out.
Photography doesn’t fit the same mold for me that it did when I started this blog post. I wanted to make a business out of it and do people involved photos shoots (Head shots, family photos, weddings). Part of me still does, but really only if. There are just so many photographers, so many artist. Not sure where I fit into the mold and so I think the whole trying to fit into the mold has gotten me lost and lost the a sense of what drove me in the first place. I know that I’m not alone. We have all been there and we all have our place. I know all that as well.
It might be a bit of the lingering aftermath of 2018 that has my spurs all twisted up in tumbleweed. All I am truly sure of is my goals for right now. Over the next couple of months, I am hoping to successfully complete my bachelor’s degree as I’m in the final stages of that. I am hoping to know by May whether I am accepted into a grad program for the fall. Then I can truly start making steps towards goals and plans.
Each month barring ridiculously cold weather that annoys me, I’m hoping to start projects that I am wanting to do. Get back into painting. There are some things that I would like to try where that is concerned. Some photography projects. Some more writing. And just revisiting my photography from a more centered place.
Everything needs to be from a more centered place, which means that I need to be more centered. For vacation this year I am thinking of taking two weeks and just hitting a few states before settling down for camping in South Dakota, or I might start out there. I’m not sure. There are some places that I want to see there that I’ve still yet to see. Just being out in nature and getting right with my soul.
This also means that my blog will be undergoing changes. I probably won’t be posting everyday as I originally planned. Once a week for sure, maybe a couple of other times but not everyday. I hope that you will stick around for the ride, but I know I’ve said it a hundred times over and hopefully this will be the year that things really do improve.
For now, I leave you with that and a picture of one of the original chairs from Poet’s Table. These chairs are no more. I think most may remember the story. The Poet’s Table was originally built decades ago by a man looking to get right by his soul. It had sat hidden in Custer State Park since the day he built it with hikers finding it upon occasion. It became a place to leave wishes, prayers, writings, and whatever else to show you were there. I discovered it last year when a fellow hiker took the time to show me where it was. A few months later, a couple of girls took it upon themselves to destroy it because they felt that it was an eye sore that had become vandalized. Kind of ironic in a way. I’m not sure what happened to them. I’m not sure they were prosecuted even though what they did was technically a crime since the table had long become part of the park. Either way, good Samaritans built a new table and chairs that now sit in the same place as the old. It will become something new, but what once was is long gone. Years of people’s memories and stories gone, but that is a soapbox for another day.
I hope that you like this picture. It is still one of my favorites.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Montana Rose Photography