Maybe it’s the time of year. Sometimes when I sense the change of seasons slipping from summer to fall, my spirits fall as well. Add to that, another birthday in September, and I struggle with my expectations of what I wanted to accomplish or experience and what actually happened.
The last six months, I’ve been very focused on photography and the promotion or attempted promotion that goes with it, and I feel at this point I need to back off a bit, because it feels like I’ve been trying too hard. And I feel like I haven’t carved out enough time not only for the art, but for the life that inspires the art, and instead I’ve spent a lot of time doing the social and internet networking thing. And it can swallow you whole. And I am just a bit overwhelmed and bleary-eyed.
I do enjoy writing this post, and that’s slipped by the by-side, but I don’t want to feel duty bound by any one of these things.
Here are the few images I came up with in the last few weeks. Ironically, I feel that a couple of them are among some of my best work, but I’ve still been suffering from this feeling of futility. So I want to cool down my expectations, sit with my feelings, sort them out, and take a bit of a hiatus, or mental walkabout.
So there you have it. Processing the last photo, I wasn’t feeling the flow, and there’s another one I didn’t even bother to post. I’m just hitting the wall right now. Took my camera out on a walk today, but forgot the battery anyway and didn’t see a thing I wanted to capture.
Hopefully next week, or the week after, I will be back with some photos, but I’m not going to try and force anything. Instead, I’ll wait for the tide to come back in, try to meditate and do normal things like eat and sleep.