“Housebroken.” Lately my husband and I have been considering new opportunities. As we tease the idea of uprooting our family and continuing our life’s journey in another place, I’ve privately been thinking a lot about my role, not so much as a mother but as a wife and (mostly) trailing spouse. ✨
Growing up ambitious, fiercely independent and self-sufficient, I never imagined that someday I’d find myself in this role: often feeling like a tag-along, like support staff. Of course, raising children, managing the household, and supporting your partner’s dreams and ambition is extremely important and rewarding in its own way. But it can also feel alienating, gradually stripping you of any personal identity until you’re barely recognized as an individual, but only for the purposes you serve. ✨
I’m extremely pleased with how this image turned out — I think it’s one of the most relatable images that I’ve ever made, as well as one of the most personal, and therefore the most honest. For these reasons too, however, I almost didn’t share it; we creatives know all too well that honesty often offends. But feelings of anxiety, apathy, futility, frustration, or whatever it may be also make us whole — they deepen our lives and give us a greater appreciation for our most positive experiences. ✨
2019 will likely be a year of changes, and with that, I look forward to infusing more authenticity into my images. Some will be dark, some will be whimsical, most will fall somewhere in between. But collectively the goal is always honesty and wholeness.