It’s been about a year since I picked up a camera. (Well, a little over a year at this point.)
Most of my work is concert and travel related. With those things gone and the messy state of the world, I found it hard to be creative.
So, the days, weeks, months continued to pass and I didn’t take a single photo. I used to look at my camera, missing how it felt in my hands, missing the fun and joy photography always brought me.
There was one exception, one summer, when I picked up a Polaroid. It was a new camera. I’d been wanting to test it out for months, experiment, but creativity was still fighting to come back. This was the only time I had a sudden burst of creative energy, but even than I only took a few photos.
The rest of the year flew by, my hands never touching a camera.
But then 2021 came.
And things started to change.
I found my way back, in many ways.
I picked up a camera again, even started snapping pictures with my phone.
I made my way back to nature. Not that it ever left. After all, nature is all around, but, for so long, I feel like it went unnoticed. Life seemed to, almost, simply slip by. The messy state of things was enough to kill nearly any creative thought, bearing down as the prominent thing in life, branching out to cause stress, anxiety, and fear, among other things. But, despite it all, I found my way back to one of the subjects I’ve always enjoyed photographing.
Nature, no matter the season, is always so beautiful, so profound. It keeps little secrets folded among its leaves and trees, its ground and roots, its bodies of water and solid shores – everywhere. Its beauty and grandeur are revealed on a large scale and in the details, if we’re willing to open our eyes.
And I found all those things again.
Standing in the middle of the woods, along the edge of a lake, I found all those things again.
Or maybe they found me.
Either way, it was like discovering nature and photography for the first time.
I almost forgot what it felt like, but, then, I realized the memories were always there and simply muddled by this messy world. And that’s when I remembered something I already knew – the world, like life, for one reason or another, is always going to be messy.
So, here’s the thing. I think creativity is one of those things that will almost always come and go, always ebb and flow. Sometimes there will be creative bursts. Other times there will be creative slumps. The thing to remember is – it happens to everyone. So, for those of you who are struggling and find yourself in a creative slump, just know that it won’t last. Eventually creativity resurfaces – wherever it might be – for inspiration is everywhere.
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