“My breathing is no longer automatic. I have to think about each breath, and every so often I am forced to gasp.”
I once read about a mother that had just been told her son had taken his own life, and how that was the first time in 15 years that she wasn’t aware of her condition, the first time she forgot about its suffocating presence. How this news was sadly the only thing able to break through and finally beat her disease.
In July 2015 I looked for that same breakthrough. Not for the wrenching heartache for a loved one that had taken their own life, but for a single moment when I could forget my condition was there.
It was a month that tore me apart physically and mentally. So many transitions had taken place in my life in such a short space of time. My body and mind were bearing the brunt of all these changes.
There was nothing I could do to escape its overwhelming presence, but to turn to my camera. In my mind, the surrounding nature and my body blended seamlessly and seemed connected. The landscape, the rough shapes and features of the rocks and the rivers transmitted an impression of enduring persistence and strength and, in some strange way, perceiving that Nature is resilient and comforting to me.
It was a passage to forget, to gain clarity, resilience; to break free from the numbness of living with Multiple Sclerosis.
“One is always nearer by not being still”
Supported by: Six Foot Gallery, Menzies Hotel, Colourstream, Street Level Photoworks, Michael and Vivian Laycock
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