Day 17
These pictures were take at an abandoned house by Rubben Mabuku.
Rubben loves poetry and pushing boundaries.
I'm still relatively new to this, still exploring what it means to be Lacy Lover.
I'm still a relatively new poet and spoken word performer.
I'm still a creative who is constantly questioning herself and her work.
But I'm pushing, I'm trying to dismiss my insecurities and not being afraid of inspires me.
This
house did. I remember passing it with a photographer one day and saying
a shoot here [for someone else, not me] would be cool and she looked at
me like I was insane and I thought that maybe I am.
A year later when I suggested the place to Rubben, he got SO excited while I was SUPER
nervous about shooting at an abandoned house.
I really thought I'd look stupid but Rubben just has that vision.
Seeing me through his lens has taught me so much about myself as a creative, as a person, as a woman.
The process has taught me so much and this writing project is teaching me so much too.
We're currently more than halfway through and I hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I am!
Of Losing Myself
I have shed the skin of many women.
I used to identify as on this path of self improvement and elevation.
Sometimes, I held a funeral.
Reciting the words:
Here lies the person you used to know.
A woman with a few more flaws.
Who hated abandon.
But must be left behind.
Make sure you understand way she had to be killed off.
Like the character in a plot that Shonda wrote.
Sometimes to heal, we need to let go.
Sometimes to heal, we need to let go.
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