Why am i even doing this?

Why am I doing this. What am I even doing?

This I what I ask myself on the daily. I can barely hold a conversation, let alone write a decent caption or a blog….. Can’t I just let the pictures do the talking?

So how does someone as introverted & shy as me succeed at business or follow their passions?

I guess I better start by introducing myself. My name is Skye. I am a photographer and I live in Sydney, Australia. Some of my happiest memories as a child where road tripping up and down the east coast of Australia, from camping under the stars and catching our own dinner, to staying in the home’s friends and family.

I also loved studying geography and loved learning about other countries. From a young age I also enjoyed the creative arts, from drawing to pottery. In my teenage years I often used my parent’s camera to document memories with my friends and trips to Taronga Zoo.

In my early 20s I was gifted my first Digital camera which I used to continue documenting fun times with friends, and the odd holiday.   From there my passion for photography grew and in my 30s I plucked up the courage to purchase my first DSLR camera, a Canon 60D. And I’ve never looked back.

My Passion for photography has added more desire to Travel the world and experience the beauty that planet Earth has to offer.  I recently turned this number called 40. Although I refuse to identify with this number, my body is starting to remind me that I’m no longer 29 like I think I am. There are a few extra aches, and a few more “when the fuck did that line appear” moments starting to creep more frequently into my daily routine than I care for that is for sure!

So, I’m at the point of my life where I start to think to myself “what the hell am I doing with my life?” Whilst time is slipping away to live some dreams, there is nothing stopping me from living my best life.  There is still time to start living the dream…… if I don’t let myself get in my own way. It’s like the Pink song says “Cause I’m a hazard to myself. Don’t let me get me, I’m my own worst enemy. See… even as I write this, I am allowing that bully in my head come out. Back in your hole you go bully!