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I'm Zoe Deal.

a photographer from Minnesota, currently located in the PNW. I am addicted to popcorn, plants and the color yellow. I love love in all its forms. Join me as I pursue new forms of artistry every single day.

I am a photographer and a writer. I could say that it was always this way, but that is not the whole truth.

When I was a child, I never kept a journal or took photos. Throughout humid Minnesota summers, my best friend and I built forts in my backyard and caught frogs and snakes with our bare hands. Every night I fell asleep with the voices of crickets and frogs echoing across the marshy expanse outside my window. This was home. I thought it would never change.

And it didn't, for awhile. I dedicated myself to schoolwork and found peace in words. A lover of literature from the start, I made an effort to further my own skills. I began writing a book series but never finished; I documented my travels; eventually, I sought out other writers.

But my future loomed dauntingly ahead. I couldn't control my fears, and I lost my footing for awhile. As my mind plunged into darkness, I hid from the world.

I am a photographer and a writer. I could say that it was always this way, but that is not the whole truth.

When I was a child, I never kept a journal or took photos. Throughout humid Minnesota summers, my best friend and I built forts in my backyard and caught frogs and snakes with our bare hands. Every night I fell asleep with the voices of crickets and frogs echoing across the marshy expanse outside my window. This was home. I thought it would never change.

And it didn't, for awhile. I dedicated myself to schoolwork and found peace in words. A lover of literature from the start, I made an effort to further my own skills. I began writing a book series but never finished; I documented my travels; eventually, I sought out other writers.

But my future loomed dauntingly ahead. I couldn't control my fears, and I lost my footing for awhile. As my mind plunged into darkness, I hid from the world.

My backyard lost its magic, the present lacked beauty. The emotions I kept suppressed stayed that way. 

Somehow I got back up. Through small steps taken with a camera in my hand, I learned to see the extraordinary nature of the world around me. The trees swaying in the fall breeze, cloudy sunsets and rope swings; ice cream cones, old books and human emotion.

With a camera, a pen and paper, I found my place. Fear no longer ruled my world, and I jumped into the unknown.

When I moved to Washington state for college I discovered that home can be anywhere and anyone. And so, though I write this from my first home in Minnesota, I look to the all the future homes I will find in the people and places I come across in my travels.

Because the world is so vast, as are we.

Zoe