We are less than a day away from a whole new decade… 2020.. Holy f*ck, am I right? i’m 23 years old now so if you do the math and whatnot I was 13 when 2010 started. It makes me feel weird to think about... I can only imagine what someone in their 30s must be thinking. What I can say about the last half of this decade is that my 20’s have been a time of hard struggle.
“Change is situational. Transition, on the other hand, is physiological. It is not those events, but rather the inner reorientation or self-redefinition that you have to go through in order to incorporate any of those changes into your life. Without a transition, a change is just a rearrangement of the furniture. Unless transition happens, the change won’t work, because it doesn’t take.” - William Bridges
I started high school, I wore colored skinny jeans and band tees from hot topic. I went to college (for a short period of time) studied film and cinematography. Left college to model full-time. Modeled in a few campaigns and magazines! Shot for Nike twice! Shot a converse editorial, shot a whole Paul Mitchell blond campaign, shot with some really beautifully talented people over the last few years.. Photographers, Stylists, Makeup artist.. etc.. took a break from modeling when I moved up to sf for half a year. Delve into the beautiful universe of ceramics while I was out there. Took acid for the first time on my birthday then saw a Julian Schnappel exhibit the next day. The trees were bright green and breathing. I felt parts of myself that were never tapped into until now.
This year was very transitional, I was more financially stable AND unstable than i’ve ever been, I moved out of my moms apartment to live with my partner in sf, moved back home 6 months later and struggled for practically the whole year to get back up on my feet. I’m stepping into 2020 feeling like all that I went through this year was to be and know myself how I am now.
To Leeza Day— the world awaits…
