self portrait

So here I am with this little being that brought me back to my creativity.
My camera draws me in again, getting the right second captured.
The reasons I am taking pictures is the same as it always has been: to create an image that I will remember as the genuine article later. I won’t remember this shitty time of stress and sleeplessness. I won’t remember how snappy I am to my kids or how I rarely bathe but I will have these little photographic treasures as evidence of the only reality that existed.