Today I rediscovered the magic of photography… A moment that I hope every creative in the world gets to experience! I’ve been shooting for 25 years… since I was 9 years old! Over 14 years of those at the highest professional level… I was burnt out, out of Inspo, not carrying my camera! And it was today, on a normal Sunday, in the privacy of my own home that I discovered exactly why I love this art form. I have no control over the time I spend on this planet, no ability to make it slow down or stop when I realize something is great… no ability to speed up or skip when times get hard but this exact moment reminded me why I love cameras, my photography is evidence that I was there… that this incredible life, and those beautiful moments are real, and the photo is evidence and proof that my life was mine. I have refound my passion, I have refound my way, I wish I could freeze every single one of these moments forever but until then, my art form will have to do. has anyone else ever experienced anything like this?