adanethel
Into the mist
Hello,
It's been a while since I've been here on flickr. I tried to come back once, but didn't really succeed. To be honest, in the constant search for the meaning of my job, while studying and graduating in last September, my love for photography faded a bit. I became tired in the mere thought of picking up a camera, I felt like I no longer knew how to make good pictures. I was - well, I still am - afraid of judgement, but in the end it's always my own judgement that screams loudest.
While pandemic still holds its grip and I've lost touch with time, physical space and people, I slowly became stuck somewhere in a dark pit, just like before, when I started 365 Days Project. Uploading here helped me once back then, and even though there are few who would ever read this note, I need to write, because I can't speak no more. And this place feels safe. Letting this out to the world, but still in the safe arms of anonymity.
Into the mist
Hello,
It's been a while since I've been here on flickr. I tried to come back once, but didn't really succeed. To be honest, in the constant search for the meaning of my job, while studying and graduating in last September, my love for photography faded a bit. I became tired in the mere thought of picking up a camera, I felt like I no longer knew how to make good pictures. I was - well, I still am - afraid of judgement, but in the end it's always my own judgement that screams loudest.
While pandemic still holds its grip and I've lost touch with time, physical space and people, I slowly became stuck somewhere in a dark pit, just like before, when I started 365 Days Project. Uploading here helped me once back then, and even though there are few who would ever read this note, I need to write, because I can't speak no more. And this place feels safe. Letting this out to the world, but still in the safe arms of anonymity.