I didn't post anything on my Instagram page in about 6 weeks until last night. I just wasn't inspired or motivated. My page aesthetic revolves around water, reflection, neon and night. That requires rain, of which we haven't had hardly any in the last few months. So, I didn't work. I used the excuse and didn't create, until finally I just said fuck it and needed to shoot something. The need to create outweighed the story I told myself in my head, thankfully. Walking around downtown last night with my music and my camera, I stumbled upon one small patch of water in the 101 degree dry desert night. I guess the lesson was, inspiration can come from anything and anywhere - but you have to be out there in the field ready to receive it. Not, on the couch.