The classic battle: Comparison. Living 3,000 miles away from my creative family, seeing them grow, create and accomplish has been so hard for me while I sit here so far away completely at a stand still. But am I standing still? I've been writing, working, saving every dime, doing all I can to get back "home". And what is this feeling? Is it jealousy? How does their success and growth hinder or subtract from my own? We are all on our own path. Yet, I feel like with every project they work on, I'm missing out. But maybe this season of my life is more on my own characters growth rather than my crafts. Maybe the two go hand and hand. This development of life has to be fuel for my artistic development. After all, we can only work from what we know. Maybe what I'm feeling is the itch to apply the new understanding I have. The things I've seen, felt, experienced are at their peak, screaming out to be used for a cause greater than my own humanity. Rather than darkening my soul with comparison, I know it would be better to go out and make with what I have in my own tool box. The limits I have can only push me to be more creative in utilizing what I do have. There's my growth. Here is my now. And even though I love my family in LA and as much as I'm SO FREAKING PROUD OF THEM, their accomplishments do not take away from my very own. I'm on my own path. I run my own race. I have my own goal. And I will only get there if I focus in on it and JUST DO IT.
Photogrpahy: Marcus Measimer @underground_assassin
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