it's still cloudy out

 

by Zophia Dadlez

The sun hasn't come out in Rochester for a while, or on my spring break trip to Freiburg, for that matter, and I’ve been questioning my merits as an artist a lot lately. I’m trying to figure out what's Me, and not residue of a former mentor or pinterest board or instagram feature page or websites of people who started shooting advertising campaigns at sixteen. Even when I try to keep my images true to myself and my life, those influences make themselves seen. I can't deny a desire to do higher-profile photo work, so those eager-to-please bugs creep in. I want my pictures to be unique, (though not just unique simply for the sake of it) and I suppose my only option is to keep walking around with a camera in the hopes that my skin sheds more the longer I walk. My friends, loves, and visions are worth documenting either way.

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