OK, I shot

I can’t help it.  Discouraged and in  my weird place I still had the urge to go out after a storm and take pictures of my front garden.  The process itself made me happy and that hasn’t changed.

 

Winter Garden Morning

 

Wakeful Dreaming

Wakeful Dreaming

I basically just walked the driveway and the shoveled path and used the legacy OM 90mm f2 lens.  The light was lovely and it was freezing, but I enjoyed myself.  That’s important, but this new feeling of purposelessness is not good.  I used to shoot for it’s own sake, but now it seems empty somehow.  I don’t know if it will wear off or if this is really the impetus to take the next step and try to make this into a business.  A small one anyway.  But will that remove the enjoyment?  See…this is what I’m bent around the axle about.  Part of it anyway.

Torture

Torture

Flail

Flail

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2 responses

  1. Teresa

    do what you love and love what you do. whether you get paid or not. 🙂

    January 14, 2011 at 4:15 pm

  2. You are right. I am starting to pull myself out of my funk.

    January 15, 2011 at 3:32 pm

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