Welcome to the last year of this textual/visual diary. Exploring words, spaces and aesthetics. 

The Conservation of Energy

The Conservation of Energy

The thing about depression is, it lurks beneath the surface. Like a barrier waiting to be open, at any time. Some say it never truly goes away. Perhaps it's true, or perhaps it's false. All I know is, personally, it's always been there and may always be. I say it calmly, though there are times it does scare me. But, I'm fine with it and openly admitting its presence in my life. It was once a chaos but now a side of me I acknowledge and honour. In hindsight, it's made me who I am. It fueled my writing and photography. I vaguely remember 10th grade, learning about energy in physics class, and how it cannot be destroyed but transformed. “The Conservation of Energy”. And I remember then shifting my view of depression into energy and saying to myself, “if this cannot be destroyed, I must transform it” to art and expression. Long story short, finally I came out of the other side. Not the same, but a different me. Like any part of life, it changes you, your eyes, your mind, your world – that I can't deny.

Kid. Ultimately, it's up to you what you do next

Kid. Ultimately, it's up to you what you do next

STRANDHILL

STRANDHILL

FROM SLIGO, WITH LOVE

FROM SLIGO, WITH LOVE