Oh Rosie

If I had looked at these photos even just a year ago I probably would have wanted to either vomit or punch someone in the face. A particular someone but really anyone would have been ok. These roses were given to me by my ex on our 5 year anniversary. That was 2002 when everything was, what I thought, hunky dory. In reality things were not good even then. I can actually see that by looking at these roses. They're dark and foreboding. At the same time there is some beauty there. It's all very descriptive of my entire time in Sweden pretty much. It was more or less a 10 year depression with periods of happiness. When I think of myself during that time the first thing that comes to mind is "Who the hell WAS that inside my body??" Not that I regret that time or anything. In fact, I look at it as a crucial time in my life that was a catalyst for a tremendous amount of growth.

For probably almost a decade I've wanted to do something with my photography other than take photos once in a while and put them on the internet. I've felt like there's some kind of story to tell but I never knew what. It's been this huge looming project. Now that I've been in California for 4 years it's finally time to start that project and I know what I want to do with it. I don't know all the details but realized I don't need to know all the details. I just need to start. And started I have!