A photo walk, a sativa tincture, and a reminder to create without overthinking
A few weeks ago, I went on a photo walk—on purpose. I knew I needed some time with my camera and nature, even if I didn’t realize how badly until I got out there.
I figured finding the group would be easy. I mean… how hard could it be to spot a bunch of people walking through the woods with cameras? Turns out, very. I followed the GPS location, expected to run into folks right away, and instead ended up in a game of Where’s Waldo: Photographer Edition.
The deeper I wandered, the more I realized I had no clue where I was going. But it was chill. I had some Tikun Alaska tincture in my system—just a couple drops before I left the house—and it kicked in right on time.
This sativa doesn’t hit like your typical coffee-buzz strain. It leans euphoric. Smooth. Clear-headed. Just enough to elevate my mood without making me feel like I needed to reorganize my entire life in the forest. I tried to roll a joint at one point, but the wind said “nah.” So I kept walking and started taking photos.
No plan. No pressure. Just vibes.
And that’s when it clicked:
I couldn’t remember the last time I took photos without knowing what they were for. I wasn’t shooting for content. I wasn’t chasing the perfect shot. I was just… shooting.
Eventually, I found the group (turns out they weren’t that far, I was just extra lost), and we kept walking from there. But by that time, I had already tapped into something deeper: That soft space where creativity doesn’t need an audience. Just a moment. A little silence. Maybe a leaf or two blowing in the wind. Maybe a tincture buzz that helps you slow down enough to notice it.
The Photos You’ll see a mix below:
🔹 A few cleaner edits that reflect my style of the day
🔹 A few that lean a little trippy, where I just let the energy guide the colors
🔹 A few that made me laugh when I saw them later—and kept them anyway
When I edit like this, I don’t always know what the photo is supposed to become. Sometimes it reminds me of past psychedelic trips—how color and light don’t have to stay on the same spectrum we’re used to. When I’m not worried about making something “right,” I end up making something real.
And that’s all this was:
A walk.
Some weed.
A few moments of getting lost just to find a better rhythm. And a reminder that the best work doesn’t always need a blueprint.
I didn’t plan to release prints from this walk. But the deeper I went—both into the woods and into myself—I realized these photos captured something real. Not just light or texture. But what it looks like to keep going, even when you’re unsure.
If any of these prints speak to a part of you, they’re available now—digital or physical below. For your wall, your altar, your process.
Thanks for walking with me. – Tarik
