08/19/2026
The work never feels good enough.
If you know me, you know I’m usually hugely disappointed in my own work. There’s always some small thing that was off. Something I wish I would’ve done differently. I walk away from very few galleries feeling completely proud of myself. Worthy, maybe? Good enough? Debatable.
And then sometimes I have to reality check myself. This is the work I prayed for. The freedom. The time. Getting to make something that means something to people. Getting to be present for my own family while documenting someone else’s. Building a life around something I genuinely love. I think sometimes we get so caught up in becoming better that we forget to look around and realize we’re standing in a place we once begged to be. Maybe the work will never feel good enough to me. But this life? This life is pretty damn close.
