I used to love photography. Somewhere along the line that changed. Various reasons attributed to that and I realized along the way that I was starting to reflect that in my work. Eventually, for a while, I even stopped taking my camera to things I would normally take it. I stopped wanting to photograph anything. I would still do pictures of my children obviously, but even in those instances, the joy was not there.
So a few weeks ago I decided that I was going to change that and get back to loving it again. This is after I found an old journal of mine from High School. (yes, when it comes to memories, I am a hoarder) In that journal I talked about how much I loved photography and really wanted to pursue it. Not portrait photography, but more along the lines of landscape and still life. And I love macro photography. So here I was reading as an almost 33 year old, the writings I done a the age of 16 and realizing that I let myself get thrown off the path of what I wanted so many times. There are actually 2 things I am working on, photography and writing. But photography is the one thing that I have shared the most of that I have felt like I was not good enough at. I am now ready to accept that I am the only one I have to please and that I don’t have to compromise my methods. So here’s to getting back what I love.