Being creative, for me, is not something I do but something I let happen. I experience, see and observe and as I absorb these impressions of life, a craving to create surfaces with its ideas and visuals.
It is often in the quiet moments while I run or practicing my craft I get ideas. It’s when the mind quiets and I’m in the “zone” and being truly present, that the well opens and ideas surface.
The past years I have found that I have been giving myself less and less time for these ideas to come forth…
What I have noticed is me filling those moments between moments looking at my phone; To be “catching up” on all things social media, news and email. The phone is one massive creative distraction, taking me away from those moments of quiet, and in some ways robbing me of the creativity flow.
Now, being conscious about the addictive distractions of the phone, I have become way better and I deliberately try to allow for this space to happen during the day.
In this awareness of me clogging up my own creativity there was a new and somewhat unexpected antidote reentering my life…
Yoga has entered my life many times over the past 2 decades.
Inspired, but uncommitted it wavered in and out of the different stages I went through without me fully getting my Yoga on.
The first time I did Yoga was a bit of an initiation. I had gotten my dream job out of school, assisting legendary advertising photographer Jim Erickson. The 3rd day at work he says; lets got to yoga!
New on the job and eager to impress, no was not an option and off I went for my very first Yoga Class.
In working for Jim there were these random invitations to a bout of stretching, but at this time in my life it never became more than that.
Fast forward a few years, and marathons, my back started giving in. Getting to the point where I could not run much anymore my chiropractor prescribed yoga.
I dove into the healing process and for a while had a private teacher specializing in yoga for people with bad backs.
The back did get better and after reading the book Born To Run, I traded out the conventional running shoes with barefoot shoes, and got back to running again. This is a whole different story, but I went from not being able to run to now running 4-5 times a week. (If anyone want an extraordinary read, Born to Run by Chris McDougall is one of my top 10 books of all time.)
By running correctly the back sorted itself and yoga again disappeared.
I had a short stint with a truly spirited class with teacher Rusty Wells. It was bongo drums and chanting and windows dripping in steam from bodies filling every inch of floor space with Yoga mats.
Even this didn’t last.
18 years after my first Yoga experience I meet Andrea Bogart, extraordinary Yoga teacher and actor.
I believe life gives you what you need at the time that is right…
This time Yoga will be a permanent part of my life. It’s an antidote to all things cellphones and social media. It’s grounding rather than fleeting and connected being to being rather than through a device.
Now, I come out of a Yoga session with a massive smile and an all-encompassing vibration that has a peaceful tension to it. It’s hard to describe but I feel vibrant and connected and beautifully disconnected all at the same time.
It creates a deliberate stillness that connects me to my own core and allow space for the creative well to open up.
I like to describe it as seeing the world through a super wide angle lens. It’s all in my view. I find it at times when running, when I make pictures and now in Yoga…
We have all read or heard about the concept of solitude and sitting by yourself for an hour. If you do so quietly ideas and insights will begin to flow from your mind. From there, whatever the current situation, the right answers usually appear and one can act on them.
Yoga has this for me. The answers are there when I leave…
This series of Yoga images is the beginning of a larger body of work inspired by Andrea Bogart.
Andrea is one extraordinary human being I’m truly grateful to know.