#3 In the midst of chaos
A few months ago I went sailing for a week for the first time in my life. I longed for an adventure, I longed for the waters, I longed for something new. I have always felt this special longing towards water. Even as a child, I remember that to see the sea, was always such a memorable moment. The first glimpses and the spurr to get to the shore as quickly as possible.
Swimming is the only exercise I have only ever consistently kept up and the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. It is difficult to put into words, but there is something so incredible about moving your body through water. To feel water on skin, the ability to swirl your legs from side to side, to dive your head under water and hear the sounds take on new layers. To just let yourself go. Swimming is the time I give myself to reflect. Swimming from end to end, unpacking each thought and emotion.
It is while I was sailing that I received the news that one of my photographs was selected for a group exhibition ‘Return to the Sea’ in the UK. The week sailing was an incredibly special, full of magic experience for my soul and it just felt so fitting to receive this news on the very waters of the mediterranean sea. The funny and chaotic thing is that I am unsure what image was selected. When it comes to my photographic work, I am rather a chaotic being who is disorganised and indecisive. So as I prepare my return to the shores I call home next week, it will be a surprise even for me which image will be sat by the waters in Worthing. And I do love a good surprise. The selection of images in this newsletter is the trail left on my desktop. Perhaps one of them is the chosen one?
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