Grief as a motivator to live

This last year this person had the privilege to have lived with a beautiful person. We were both raised on farms, lived a rural, outdoors life with no requirement for medical attention other than the usual tetanus shots, and we equally loved our photography. Recently,...

Remember the joy of just being there

As much as this person loves the winter and winter’s light and all the solitude and silence that befalls the outdoors, time passes and Papatuanuku comes alive in Spring’s vibrancy of birth, full of the colour that we last sighted in autumn, buds of yellows,...

Adventures as motivation

Adventures often begin as a thought, perhaps . . . inspired by a word, image, or just the sound of a name. This person reads maps like others read books, in great detail, each valley, stream, each bend in a river, does this waterfall; this flat area a wetland perhaps,...

Winter love

Many shall not find the same, and that’s fine, entirely respecting that and those. For this person, tis a beautifully wet n’ freezing day out, loving t’ winter the truths, the raw power, and the opportunity to let light and wind pass through, like a...

An art therapy success

A significant time in my life was when I was studying towards a Diploma in Photography. I was in my early twenties, and at that time, I didn’t talk about having Rheumatoid Arthritis freely. I don’t really know why but I think I just didn’t know how to talk about it....

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