The creative adventure
Three years ago when I walked through the archway, I did not really know where it would lead me, I followed the red balloon.
The image of the kid with a red balloon is fitting to where I find myself. These last 3 years of writing have been nothing short of an adventure. I have met some amazing people along the way, and watching them inspires me to create more.
I find the process of writing therapeutic, it allows me to capture thoughts and feelings in a way that others can feel. I have been writing for the better part of 34 years, since I was 14. For 31 of those years, I wrote mostly for myself, with the occasional letter penned to my wife or friend.
It is Sunday, I am in a coffee shop writing. This is not how I imagined it in my head, I had imagined Morocco or Paris, not Granbury Texas. Yet here I am, writing. I also imagined that I would only have to write, somehow the daydreams neglected how I was to support myself. I write in the spaces that life gives me, quiet mornings, the gaps where I am able to open my laptop and not have a spreadsheet calling me.
I never really thought through writing to share with others, in many ways I am winging it. I find inspiration from other writers like @John ware and his foxes and @Justin forester and his stories and pictures of a life I once lived.
Today I want to share my process of writing. I carry a Leica camera with me everywhere, and with it I capture the world through a lens. I then cull the pictures and create stories for them, I tie them into my story, I integrate them. I am not sure exactly what I will do with all of these stories, but I do store them on my website, www.sidneydhuval.com.
If you have made it this far in the post, thank you. We all have a story to tell, it is in our DNA, we are wired to tell stories. Whether you choose to share your story with the world, or keep it all to yourself, I encourage you to start writing it. In the age of machines, we will need these stories to teach the next generation of what it means to be human.
