Work harder
No one gives a fuck. Work harder. Continue reading Work harder
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Fire
Don’t set yourself on fire to keep people that don’t matter warm. Continue reading Fire
Changes
Stop making excuses. Start making changes. One small step at a time. Continue reading Changes
Don’t quit
Don’t quit Continue reading Don’t quit
Finding God in the Middle of It All
Some nights I feel like I’m falling apart. Parenting is heavy. Life is loud. My emotions swing and I can’t always catch myself before I break. I want to be strong for my family, but I’m human. I stumble. I lose my patience. I carry guilt that lingers. And still—God meets me there. In the … Continue reading Finding God in the Middle of It All
Dreams, Noise, and Silence
Some nights the mirror feels like an enemy. My face looks wrong. My hair won’t listen. My body doesn’t belong to me. And the weight of it all folds into the same conclusion I hate myself. I care too much about things that shouldn’t matter. Numbers. Attention. Who stayed, who didn’t. I convince myself I’ll … Continue reading Dreams, Noise, and Silence
When Dreams Stay Dreams
There is a moment that sneaks up on you. The moment you realize your dreams are just that, dreams. They are not going to come true, at least not in the way you pictured. It is not loud, not some dramatic crash. It is quieter, slower. Like standing still while the world tilts, and suddenly … Continue reading When Dreams Stay Dreams
Still Imagery, Lost Observations
I go by a few names. Not for mystery’s sake, but because each one holds a different version of me. JC the Kid is the part of me that remembers— late-night drives, quiet moments, conversations I never finished. That name lives where nostalgia and curiosity collide. It’s the voice behind the lens. The one still … Continue reading Still Imagery, Lost Observations
I Just Want to Be Great
I just want to be great at something. And for people to notice. But I don’t want to chase it. I don’t want to play the game. I don’t want to shout over the noise just to be seen. I want to take images that feel like me—soft, quiet, a little heavy. And I want … Continue reading I Just Want to Be Great
The Distance Between the Artist I Am and the Artist I Want to Be
Some days I feel like I’m chasing a version of myself I’ll never catch. The artist I imagine in my head is smarter, faster, more creative. They know what they’re doing. They make things that matter. They don’t second-guess every move. But I do. I hesitate. I doubt. I look at my work and wonder … Continue reading The Distance Between the Artist I Am and the Artist I Want to Be
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