If you're looking for a way out

A very wet day with low mist. The woodland to myself, and just a simple bag with camera, one lens and a tripod.

My images have changed a lot, I think. Burnout came along in 2022 and with it a fear and loss like never I have never known.

It's a slow route back to health. I have learned, and I still am learning, plenty. Note pads have been filled, therapies sought, different lifestyles adopted. But the one thing that followed me all along was my photography. A reason to get out, to escape, to just shut down the noise and the chatter.

When I look back at a lot of the images from this period I can see the 'little boy lost'. There is a despeartion, an almost overwhelming desire to be smothered by the cloying mist and stay undiscovered.

Sometimes, thankfully more often now, I can see a chink of light on the greyest of days - a doorway beckoning, luring me away from the edge.

This is such a day. The light was dreamlike - soft and gentle, "safe, oh so safe" and I can see me once more.

"Hello friend, how are things for you these days?"

 

Nikon D850, Sigma 50mm f/1.4 Art. 4 vertical images stitched to pano.

 

Thanks for looking.

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