I don’t write much anymore. I used to do more of it, but I haven’t done much in recent years. I seldom have anything worthwhile I want to say, and if I think too hard about it I can hear my brain cells sizzling and I have to lie down. Procrastination wins. I do get the urge occasionally though, so maybe I’ll give it a go now and then.
I don’t write about my pictures, they speak for themselves, and I don’t really have anything to say about technique or method or how-to. That’s up to each individual to work out. Why-to might be worth some exploration if I can actually think of anything.
So, in short, on those rare occasions when I have something original to say, I’ll probably post it here. Or else I’ll just go lie down. We’ll see. This is my space and I can do with it what I want, right? We’ll see what comes of it.
I can relate. Sometimes I have the urge, other times it seems to consume so much.
You manage to get quite a bit done though. I find words to be elusive – I might have a thought once in awhile, but if I try to write it down the words evaporate. Good to hear from you Mark.
Whether anyone ever reads it isn’t really the point, but putting ideas down on paper when the urge strikes is always a good thing. I don’t do enough of it when we’re home, but I journal up a storm when we’re on our trips – where we go, what we do, what we see, what I think about it all – you’ve likely seen photos that include a journal. Last fall I made my own journal through Blurb and it included 20 some photos in its 70 pages. I filled it up on our December trip and that was fun. But a nice notebook and a nice pen, a cup of coffee, a bit of quiet time after a photo stroll in the desert. Let the words flow. Or not. As you say, the photos speak for themselves, but photos can certainly spark emotions or ideas or, well, something. Just some thoughts from me.
Good thoughts. I agree with that. I just seldom do it anymore. We’ll see what comes. Thanks Frank.