I am beginning to know myself again ✨ Growing up I was “the artsy girl”. I was playing piano by age 4 and singing even earlier. I wrote my own music and performed in countless musical theatre productions. I used to sit and draw for hours or write stories and poetry. I even wrote the entire script and stage directions of a juke-box musical revolving around music by Sia when I was 17 years old (think: similar idea as Mamma Mia! but different plot, not set in Greece and the music is by Sia instead of ABBA). Then after high school I found photography and hiking and, slowly over the years, gave up all my previous passions. I transitioned from “the artsy girl” to “the outdoorsy girl”. I spent as much of my time outdoors as I could. Constantly pushing the limits of my own physical ability, feeling no fear, only a thrill, when standing on a peak or a cliff. This has not changed. However, lately I have felt something missing. I thought that photographing my outdoor adventures would be enough of a creative outlet to satisfy that part of myself, but I’m beginning to realize that maybe I was wrong... hiking is still one of the biggest joys of my life, but I can no longer ignore the artistic side of myself. It’s time to stoke that flame again.