I didn’t mean to stop this, and then I did.
The last post I made was a few days before I left Yellowknife, and I was really busy. I still have the photos from those days, but I skipped a day flying home because my camera battery needed charging, and then…I got home, and completely fell off the bandwagon.
I originally started a 365 project because I wanted to get better at photography, and practice makes perfect. But it didn’t. 117 days in, I was taking worse photos than when I started. And I realized that’s because finding something new to take a photo of, that has an engaging subject, and is generally an all-around good photo in my eyes is impossible on a day-to-day basis. Others have done it, and I congratulate you.
I also find it tedious to bring my dSLR with me everywhere I go. I often have my iPhone, but I feel like a photo with my phone isn’t photography at all, and therefore doesn’t count. It’s not any more tedious than bringing my wallet, or my phone, or my sunglasses. But I feel like it is. And I was beginning to loathe trying to find something to shoot each day. I was beginning to loathe having to use my camera. I’ve taken I think, five photos since I stopped this. My camera’s been in my closet collecting dust.
And I’m okay with that.
I’ve been unemployed for nine months, just come out of six months of winter, and all of my efforts have been geared towards finding work before I run out of money (which will be very shortly), and try and stay happy enough to have a will to live. Some days I succeed, and others I don’t. But between that, I’m stretched too thin to be focusing on other things.
So accept my humblest apologies, I never meant to stop, but now that I have, I don’t mean to continue.
I’d really like to keep blogging, but I struggle with telling the faceless masses about how my day went, or sharing my artwork or my poetry, which is why a photoblog really worked for me. I’m trying to remedy that.
If you have any suggestions, or words of wisdom, I’d be happy to hear them.