I've mentioned before that I don't necessarily consider myself an artist in the traditional form, but every once in a while, I wil come across an image that I've captured that speaks to me in a completey different way then my conventional portaits, and the artist in me comes out.  This is one of those pieces. 

This past week, I was working on organizing my back up system and perusing through some of my past sessions.  I came across a bundle of images I had taken at last year's CeFlo retreat.  Despite the visions I had for the outcome of these images, after returning back home the brutal reality of taking care of my then not quite one and two year old forced me to put the images on the back burner.  I kept telling myself that I would eventually find time (ha ha) to cull and edit them.  Unfortunately, personal projects do not take precidence and so over a year later, I finally dipped into the bunch and let myself simply be free to create.  I didn't have an end image in mind, I just had a feeling that I followed - and this is what I ended up with.  I am very happy with the outcome, as I truly feel like it moves me.  I am glad that I let myself endulge in this process, because I realized there is an artist in me needs that to be nurtured.