Career went sideways into service industry, not from lack of vision, from lack of a map. I've been documenting the whole time anyway.
Journalism school, photojournalism emphasis. A job offer in Roswell that I didn't take. That decision has shaped everything since, and I've stopped apologizing for it.
Bartending, service industry, whatever paid. Underneath it, a camera that never stopped working and a habit of writing things down that never went away either.
A place to put the record: sobriety, Ayurveda, menopause, healing without a map, aging without a script. The personal is the collective, and the specific truth turns out to be the universal one.
I've been documenting the whole time anyway.
Photography with a Canon EOS 80D and a full lens kit, 35mm negatives from twenty years back still in my archive, All Rights Reserved. Violin and guitar on the side. Two dogs walked daily in Greenville, Texas, which I call field work because it is.
Everything published here starts as a voice memo before it's a sentence. That's not a workflow quirk. It's how I think.