This post contains only random picks from the past, already shared, nothing new. Most of my photography on this blog will probably never be seen again, or at all since it’s very rare that followers and new visitors search back in time on a blog. So no one will probably notice this recycling.
Even for myself, it’s easy to forget what I’ve done and keep on making more and more photos. Making a hidden pile of past. To be here and now is good but you cant just think about now and look forward all the time. You need time for reflections also. And what happens when you look back. Without the past, the future is lost.
The digital world is unfortunately very fast and easy future forward oriented. Been there done that, what’s next.
I have so many photos in my digital cyberspace and it mostly feels like a rush of moments passing by.
Nothing beats physical prints. And making a touchable book of your own photography is probably one of the nicest ways to collect your artwork.
Books make time behave differently. In a pleasant way.
I think I’m working on a photo book. At least I have started to write some kind of intro and scratching my head what photos to choose. And I have signed up an account at blurb.com.
This project suits nicely right now when the dark cold winter is here and I have begun to slow down my photography. At least trying. So there will be more time for looking back and reflections instead of constantly making more.
Sure, it’s a bit scary expense, but in time the expenses will be history and this book will be worth far more than your money once made you feel. Nicely attached to your bookshelf, or on the table. Turning leafs in a book is so much more satisfying and mindful.
Making my own photo book is something I have been thinking about for a long time now. But for some reason, it never seems to happen anything more than stuck in a thought.
I need to change this borderline existence between action and dreaming and just do it. I have never been this close to actually doing it. So stop thinking and keep on making it real.
My problem is I’m so darn agonized about what I want to do. Where to begin and where to end and what in between? Usually ending up in apathy and nothing done.
I’m not the most organized person when it comes to planning. There’s a constant brainstorm going on inside my head. I’m a good injector of ideas, but from there I’m mostly chaos.
So let the brain storm and let’s see where things will end up. But I can easily admit that I am really confused about what I want to put together. And everything I write sounds stupid.
What the heck and calm down! This is mainly my own personal project to please myself. I don’t expect anyone will buy this book, but if – Awesome! Dream on… I always do.
And as I have begun I have started to see patterns of at least three or more ideas to make books of. But for the moment I mostly feel a huge – Fuck! My head is a mess of impressions to deal with. How will I ever come to a conclusion of what I think I want to do. Too many shots in my space.
The challenging path of the chosen ones has begun. Let the game begin. Follow the invisible rabbit.
But I won’t rush through this adventure. This is my hitchhikers guide to the galaxy. So stay calm and Don’t panic.