We all hit stretches where nothing seems to move.
Where the work won’t come, the progress stalls, and even getting through the day feels impossible.
Elliot Aronow calls these invisible seasons.
Years where he couldn’t make anything. Nights when he thought he might not make it through.
From the outside, he looked like a “very small big deal”— orbiting The Strokes, LCD Soundsystem, and the big fashion magazines. Free dinners, free sneakers, backstage passes. But beneath it all, he was unraveling.
What changed wasn’t more hustle or another reinvention. It was the realization that invisible seasons aren’t failures. They’re compost.
This is a story about collapse, artifacts, and the quiet work of seeing yourself before anyone else can.
Listen to Elliot’s Field Note here 🎧
Elliot reminded me that invisible seasons aren’t wasted time.
They’re the slow work of gravity pulling us back to ourselves.
If Elliot’s story spoke to you, I’d love for you to share it with someone else who might need it.
Stop fixing. Start flowing.
— Lindsey
P.S Elliot’s story is part of the The Field Year — a year-long archive of stories, portraits, and gatherings that make the unseen seen. If you want to help bring it to life, you can support the GoFundMe here.
had a wonderful time connecting with you for this project. this is very much the opposite of invisible for both of us. loved the knicks sweatpants reveal too - scandalous!
Oh my gosh, the timing of this piece! 💛✨ Thank you Elliot for sharing your story, and Lindsey for this beautiful Field Note! I've felt like I've been buried in the soil for a while now - what I call the slowest homecoming 😄😅. All I know in this season of not-knowing, is that I'm putting down roots like never before, to grow in new ways. 😌