I am having a quarter-life crisis in attempting to construct my photobook on self-identity. I am overly involved on campus, and as I start to examine what activities I do that "define" me I start to feel like some of the other things I am involved in are rather futile and if they don't define me, then why do I do them?
Then I started thinking about the things we forget. There are tons of "significant" moments in my life that have lead to what defines me, and I honestly do not remember them. My first lead-role in a show? Complete blur. My first time in a courtroom? Couldn't tell ya. I don't know if these things are due to the adrenaline overdose that is performance, but I just feel like, if its apart of who I am, shouldn't those memories be cherished and in some black-box part of my mind?
Don't freak out over what "defines you". Because truthfully at this age nobody can fully define ourselves, and probably never will be able to. We all have a multitude of significant moments in our lives and activities that we enjoy. Just think in the context of your artist book. What first came to mind in the development stages of your book. Work from those few things and stay on that course. Make sure not to make this very piecemeal, keep in mind the flow of the other parts of the book.
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