I came back from standing rock thinking I had to have a story to tell. I needed to have this elaborate detailed story telling everything that happened. I wanted to tell people what was happening but every time I tried to put to words my experience I couldn't find them to express it. I'm still not sure why but every time I sat down to write I became overwhelmed, frustrated, and emotionally drained. I think it was a mix of knowing what was happening there, the drastically different view points everyone had about, not know how or what to share, some friends and family not supporting , personally not knowing how to process it all, and this thought that I had to come back with a impressive story to tell everyone. I still might one day find the words to express my time there but for now i put together a few shots of the camp, it's people, and the events that took place while I was there. It's full of beauty, strength, and emotions. I kept promising a blog post explaining everything but for me pictures do that better then words at least for now. Hope these shots can give a little insight to my time there and I'm always willing to meet with anyone who wants to know more.
photographer, Mariah Wilder from Minniapolis , taking in and trying to process all that is happening at Standing rock.