I’ve not published anything on Photo Meditations for the last few months because I’ve been struggling with a bit of personal inertia.
I wouldn’t call it a creative block per se, as writing for me has always been pretty much non negotiable. But rather, it’s been a case of every time I come to publish something of my own here, I have this inner narrative telling me “This is ridiculous . . . what are you doing? . . . who are you speaking to? . . . what’s the point? . . . Vanitas Vanitatum, man . . . You don’t actually think anyone will care about this, do you?”
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Hence, I’ve got about twelve untitled articles in my drafts folder that are just entirely blank spaces - and a whole lot more that I may not even release as it feels like the time has passed now.
But with all that said, I don’t want to just fixate on my own faults and failings here. (After all, there are so many of them, I’d need an entire book to list them all!)
More importantly, I just want to use today as a chance to break my own silence again.
So, hopefully we’ll get back to a bit more of a regular output of prose, photos, art and all the rest soon. But for now, I want to share with you all a couple of photos from my first time out with the camera this year - and a prose piece which pretty much explains my mindset for when the rest of life seems a little dark or gloomy at times.
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Summer
Winter
Still dreaming
Rain or shine
Still dreaming
Up or down
Right or wrong
Good or bad;
No matter
Still dreaming
Night or day
Still dreaming
Success or failure
Still dreaming
Watching
Waiting
Hurting
Healing
Living
Dying
You will find me
Still dreaming.
Dear George, The feelings you express are very common to all creatives. I hope they'll pass very soon and you'll send us lots more of your lovely photographs and poetry. I love your wistful prose and the messages you convey. The sun will shine soon and its warm rays will revive you. At least, that's what I'm hoping for everyone. Martha