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How to Overcome Struggles with Creativity

How to Overcome Struggles with Creativity

  Some mornings you wake up with creativity flowing through your veins…and some mornings when you wake up you don’t feel a thing. That usual spark of need to do, to act, to create just isn’t there. Some mornings turn into two, then a whole week rolls by with your camera gathering dust and that blinking cursor pestering you at the end of an unfinished paragraph in your latest story. Some mornings…

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Wandering into the unknown, fifty foot gorge walls rise around me in crumbling layers of shale, while the stream tumbles ever forwards, twisting between the rocks ••• Five feet behind where my camera balanced precariously on a ball of roots floating in a deep pool, a 25 foot waterfall plunged into the gorge. I had to climb down it to get to this sweet spot ••• ••• #eastcoastcreatives #thenortheastcollective #bewild #newyorkexplored (at Whetstone Gulf State Park)

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Exhaustion

Exhaustion creeps into my bones, settling into the flesh of my limbs with the numbing fuzziness of a lifetime without sleep. It moves slowly from its home deep in my chest, spreading, settling throughout the rest of me, dragging at my body with the force of gravity and lead weights. It drags at my limbs, clings to my eyelids, slips unnoticed into my mind until the weariness is all I know. Below…

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Light folds over the land, mixing a bit of gold with the sweeping waves of fog that drift down the mountainsides. In the early beginnings of the day, all is quiet, all is still ••• ••• Sunrise over the Adirondacks after a night spent hidden in the bushes from a rainstorm. A lightshow well worth braving the elements ••• ••• ••• #thenortheastcollective #eastcoastcreatives #bewild #timeoutsociety #sunlightmagic (at Ampersand Mountain)

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A typical #outoffocus NNY sunset and a typical NNY landscape... When the county had more cows than people... ••• ••• ••• #thenortheastcollective #eastcoastcreatives #creativesontherise #bewild

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Until the Sidewalk Ends

Until the Sidewalk Ends

  I walked until the sidewalks end, and then I kept walking. My footsteps crackled angrily as I kicked pebbles across the floor and in this tiny lakeside town I felt as weary as I’d ever been before.   Angry clouds broke open above, tumbling sunbeams over the water. On this storm scattered day, I wondered why I even bothered.   Some days, things just don’t work out as planned, some weeks, things…

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Drifting into summer, floating on vibes ••• Those #sunset colors are all natural... @thefriendlyghost1 @kayeff15 ••• Music- Atlantis by Bridget Mendler ••• #thenortheastcollective #eastcoastcreatives #bewild #creativesontherise #onlyinnewyork #sunlightmagic (at Albany, New York)

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Fighting the Current

                   Worry pulls at my gut, mixing my emotions with the slow, grinding wheels of change. It’s exhausting, waking up in the mornings, the thoughts in my head stoking the coals of anxiety that murmur happily in my chest. They don’t have the patience to wait out the fear of the change, my mind races too fast to be silent on such waiting matters.                 Listening to the same…

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When Monday drags you kicking and screaming out of bed... ••• I've been working on projects recently for a photography class, and this is one of the more recent concepts ••• ••• ••• #eastcoastcreatives #agameoftones #thespot518 #bleachmyfilm #creativesontherise (at City of Albany)

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Nature doesn't care if you want to go for a hike... It was sunny and nearing 70 when I left home, but halfway to the #adirondacks and it started downpouring. Armed with not much more than my camera and an emergency poncho, I made my way up to Indian Head, braving the rain, cold, and jokes from fellow hikers much more prepared than I. ••• ••• ••• #thenortheastcollective #bewild #rainydays #localadk #ilovenewyork (at Indian Head)

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Crystal blue surf, golden sands, and a gilding sun... A little video I attempted as we explored #thebahamas last month ••• ••• ••• #beachtime #summervibes #sunlightmagic #saltyhairsandytoes #sunsoutbunsout #musicmagic (at The Bahamas)

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A letter to Yourself...Remember

A letter to Yourself…Remember

These moments are a breath of warm air in your lungs after the coldest depths of winter, that golden ray of sunshine striking your face after a dark and gloomy day. They feed you, turning your skin… Source: A letter to Yourself…Remember

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A letter to Yourself...Remember

A letter to Yourself…Remember

These moments are a breath of warm air in your lungs after the coldest depths of winter, that golden ray of sunshine striking your face after a dark and gloomy day. They feed you, turning your skin luminescent with life, creasing your lips into a fond smile when you sit alone in a crowded place.   Sometimes you forget about who you were before the worries came, before insecurity settled angrily…

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Four AM

Four AM isn’t always for me, if I’m up at that hour I usually haven’t slept yet, and the burn of alcohol still invades my tongue. My mind still was clogged with fog, thicker than the mist that drifted through the pines beyond my tent walls. Snippets of memory from the night before drifted in the dark of the forest, making me question whether I still was sleeping or not. My fingers tingling…

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23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.

Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.

Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.

Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.

Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening

Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.

Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.

Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.

Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.

Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.

Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

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It's All About The Experience

It’s All About The Experience

Kneeling in the dirt and moss that blanket the ground in the midst of old ruins, I relish the moment of freedom. I breathe in the scents of the earth, the sharp snap of pine resin, the damp musk of weathered stone, and the scent of wildflowers mixed with a cool breeze. The shadows play softly across Montana’s face. The adventurous girl who had agreed to be my model for the evening looks at me…

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That moody lighting though... ••• ••• ••• Tags on tags on tags #featurepallete #folkportraits #ftmedd #ftwotw #tangledinfilm #portraitsmag #abandoned #canonphotography