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There are moments when you look out the window and think: How in the world did I get here?
Seriously. I was on my way to Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan, with a layover in Istanbul, Turkey, looking out of an airplane window at clouds glowing pink and gold beneath me. And all I could think was: Girl. You are really out here. A Brown girl from Boston, Mattapan to be exact. Thousands of feet in the air, traveling across the world with a camera nearby because apparently I cannot go anywhere without taking pictures.
Sometimes I think we become so focused on getting to the destination that we forget there is a whole story happening on the way there. This was one of those moments.
There is so much more to see.
Istanbul was my layover, but even being there felt significant. I was in Turkey, preparing to continue on to Kyrgyzstan, a place I probably couldn't have pointed to on a map as a little girl growing up in Boston.
Yet there I was. Passport in hand. Window seat secured. Camera ready. Because, priorities. And then the sun started doing this.
The view before the arrival. Somewhere between where I had been and where I was going. Photographed by Andrea C. Stallworth.
Photography has taught me that the story isn't always waiting at the destination. Sometimes the journey is the photograph. The airplane wing. The clouds. The changing light.The view from a tiny window while you're suspended somewhere between one country and another. I didn't need to stage anything. I just needed to pay attention. And maybe that's what traveling has taught me too.Pay attention.
Look out the window. Walk the unfamiliar street. Try the food. Talk to people. Take the picture.
Stand still long enough to realize, Wow. I am actually here. Because life has taken me places I never could have predicted. From Boston to Alabama. From Alabama into classrooms, careers, experiences, and adventures.
And on this particular journey, all the way to Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan, by way of Istanbul, Turkey. That's wild when I really think about it. But that's also why I keep the photographs. They are evidence. Evidence that I went. Evidence that I saw. Evidence that there is a whole world beyond the familiar.
And evidence that sometimes you have to get far enough away from home to realize just how far you've come. So take the trip.
And when the sky decides to show off... take the picture.
Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan via Istanbul, Turkey
Photography & words by Andrea C. Stallworth
Brown Girl From Boston
Just a girl from Mattapan seeing what the rest of the world looks like through her lens.








