Deep in the mysterious blues of ocean currents, jellyfish float through secret existences. An abstract alcohol ink painting on yupo paper.

I’ve spent the past couple of years struggling to hold my camera due to issues with my hands and arms. I was accustomed to living a life full of my pure love for photography – handholding 300mm lenses while stalking herons, keeping my body still in awkward positions for long periods of time to try and fulfill my vision for a photograph, planning trips and schedules around what, where, and when to photograph. I became incredibly frustrated, going through periods where I wasn’t able to photograph at all, and other times I had pain-filled outings that were struggles, no longer moments of joy. While I’ve never studied photography formally in a classroom setting (I’ve spent hours pouring over books and online lessons and experimenting with different techniques), I did…