As I write this it is 11 pm Las Vegas time, and my plane is soon to start boarding. The last 3 days have been something else. A study in contrasts. I don’t know that I’ve ever simultaneously felt so inspired and so insignificant; so knowing and unknowing; and so unknown. I’ve been pushed… hard. I’ve done a photoshoot at 6 am (on 3 hours of sleep), walked miles, met so many people. I can’t count how many times I was moved to tears; or asked questions to which I don’t yet have the answers. I feel like I’ve been given the kind of gift where, when you first open the box, you don’t really know what it is or what to do with it… but then you fiddle a bit, and it’s so awesome your life is changed.
I’m coming home with nearly 100 pages of notes… and new resolve. I’m on a path that is SO exciting. Thank you WPPI, for moving me. For rocking me to the core.