one of many entries.

august

-a thought-

I keep racking my brain about photos I have taken recently that I could potentially share publicly. I mean so much has changed in terms of what I have been noticing as well as not noticing, and it has just made me question if the pictures I take now are even worth sharing. It’s as if my focus suddenly shifted and all I now focus on capturing are moments in nature that don't necessarily have to include people.

When I sit with myself and notice these changes, I admit that they seem to frighten me just a little bit. furthermore, they make me wonder if I am getting less observant the older I become, I mean could it be possible that I may be loosing my “thing” just because I am growing up? I don’t like the idea of that. For example, some noticeable changes are that I am no longer taking still life portraits of inanimate objects like I used to, there are more -in my opinion- lazy selfies than well-thought out meaningful self portraits, and most importantly I generally find myself disliking the end results of the works I make these days. I don’t know why and frankly I am quite oblivious to what is actually happening with me. however, I will do my best to figure it out 🫤 [question mark].

Honestly it could be nothing really, but I would like indulge myself in a rundown of some possible background scenarios.

So, what could it be? Maybe it is growth that has chosen to disguise itself as discomfort, could it be that it has more to do with a bigger picture that I just cannot quite see yet, or possibly that my perspectives are changing and I am straight up in denial about where I stand on things now.

I do not intend to find answers and at the same time I am unsure about where all this would eventually lead to, my life is surely a mystery even to myself. Well, in due time all will be revealed.

-end of thought-

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