Didn’t abandon photog, just changed… Collage is becoming an itch I want to scratch though.
Seriously considering dumping photography for awhile, I’m feeling almost zero connection with my work. I’m finding myself drawn to the tactile… drawing, building, wrapping (again), playing guitar.
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New shit but not the right shit.
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Need to re-read Robert Irwin’s biography ASAP. I’ve realized that I haven’t let go of my interest in light (besides photography, durr) and I feel pretty embarrassed that I’m just now seeing it… After xmas I didn’t put the strings of LED lights away. I took them and restrung a couple of sets, the lighting is subtle and I’ve found that I like turning off all the lights and just leaving one or both of the LED strings on.
I need to chase this.
"I felt after I finished Slaughterhouse-Five that I didn’t have to write at all anymore if I didn’t want to. It was the end of some sort of career. I don’t know why, exactly. I suppose that flowers, when they’re through blooming, have some sort of awareness of some purpose having been served. Flowers didn’t ask to be flowers and I didn’t ask to be me. At the end of Slaughterhouse-Five…I had a shutting-off feeling…that I had done what I was supposed to do and everything was OK."
This helps me. While I don’t claim that a series of pieces I complete are anything compared to Vonnegut’s works it still helps explain the feeling I sometimes get when I finish a particularly solid body of work…. The sense that I’ve finally said something I’d been struggling to say and a small sense of contentment, at least for a bit.