The Hidden

PHOTO | January 11, 2014
Tagged: Fine Art

Yesterday I told myself I wasn't going to let the day pass by without finally going out and taking pictures. But I have a confession. I was nervous to confront photography again. I haven't really gotten hold of my camera in months and I was afraid that maybe I had moved on from it or maybe I had forgotten how to create. It's as if I've been hiding and avoiding it. I tried weeks ago and it didn't work out. And I thought what if that was it? What if it just wasn't me anymore? But you know what, I was forcing that picture just to put something out but I didn't have anything meaningful to say. That's the part that wasn't me.

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