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This past Saturday I had the incredible opportunity to join VSCO’s Denver photo walk. There is something so special about being surrounded by others who stop in the middle of the street for a shadow, color shift or a reflection. It felt like slipping into a creative rhythm with people who see the world the same way I do. That is the beauty of these photo walks. I blended right in.
I have always seen shots before they exist. My brain turns into a tiny projector and whispers “oh wait, look at that” and suddenly I am imagining final edits before I even lift my camera. I see the mood, the colors, the vibe in my head and I get excited because it feels like I already know what the photo will become.
That is what the creative process feels like for me. A mix of instinct, confusion and tiny victories. It is messy in a way that makes me feel alive. The versions nobody sees matter just as much as the final one. They are all part of the story.
The walk made me feel normal about this chaos. Everyone there was doing their own flavor of the exact same thing. People crouching in strange positions. People taking twenty shots of a brick wall. People stopping mid sentence because the light changed for a moment. It felt like being surrounded by people who understand how exciting the smallest moments can be.
I left the walk feeling fulfilled. It reminded me of what art is all about. That the messiness is part of the fun, and the best photos come from trusting the feeling that made me stop in the first place.
~Thanks for reading :)
