“It’s called riding the edge. Lean back, let your hair down and let the winds of change caress your skin.” September 2010
This photo was taken on a train excursion, one of those four-hour tourist packages. My love of trains began as a girl, listening to the whistle as it came through our town in the night. Walking the rails, hours spent with friends playing on and around the tracks. Though just a ride through the countryside, the trip was so exciting to me–my first ride on a train like the ones that thrilled me as a child.
When this photo popped up in the editing process of the day’s work, I printed it off and taped it to my wall and stood staring at it for some time. The quote at the beginning of the post is what came into my mind standing there studying the elements of the photo.
Winds of change. At that time in my life there were many, shifting me from being a visitor to NW Arkansas to planning a move here permanently. Starting in 2007 I began to visit my home state for 3-4 months each year. When I first began visiting it was all about the road trips that would happen in conjunction with visits here. The year of the BP oil spill I traveled to Grand Island, Louisiana, taking down supplies for cleaning birds. The last year I visited it became quite clear that it was more than just a vacation spot, that Arkansas would once again be home.
Over those years of visits a series of photos began to take shape, ones that chronicled friends from decades past, and reflecting the many changes that had shaped me. From small town girl barely making it to world traveler and photographer.
If I hadn’t allowed the winds of change in my life I probably would not have survived. Or I should say thrived, because I would have continued existing no doubt. Being afraid of change, not allowing change to occur, is the surest way of being left behind.
Photography has been a driving element in the changes happening in my life; however, God has been the one telling me how to do it. So although winds of change seem rather chancy by their very nature, allowing God to direct those changes is what allows the growth you need to have.
There are millions of photographers out in the world today; from iPhone snappers to the pros that travel on assignments for months at a time. Finding your place in that mob is not the easiest thing to do. Don’t be afraid to get out and take your place among them. Allow the changes in your life to reflect in your craft. Bring yourself into your photographs–see life through new eyes.
Allow the winds of change to caress your skin and ride that edge that is now the world of photography. See you on the rails.