I often wonder, why I studied photography in school but haven't picked up my camera in over a year. I lost the passion for something I loved more than life. I have a on going excuse, "I can't find the battery" that seemed to help me ignore photography. I really want to get back into it and I actually really do need to find my battery.
I had set up a little office/studio space in the corner of my room which now collects the paper trail of past bills that need to be filed. Why do I feel like the last thing I want to do is sit down and be creative. It is like pulling teeth.
I keep thinking something must be wrong with me. Maybe it is all the drugs and drinking I do that has ceased my love for art. I wish it was that simple. I don't do drugs or drink which I can also in turn say "maybe that is my problem". Stress from my job and lack of time and money is what I figured was my problem, however, when I was in school I had no time or money which pressured me into thinking out of the box and pushed me beyond my creative limits. In school, there were assignments and deadlines. Nope, I have had deadlines and still haven't come through for myself.
Ultimately, I do feel one of my biggest excuses is not knowing where my tools are so I want to start there.
I also have grand ideas that use seem way to big for me. Those ideas are in my "big idea" file area in my brain. Flooding my thoughts and sitting there stagnantly just taking up space.
Here was one of my ideas A book I started on a series I did. All I had to do was upload and done. I was almost finished when I stopped about 5 years ago. Here is a "not finished but you get the idea" cover art of the book.

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