For a while now…well the last few months…well about six if I’m honest with you, I’ve been frustrated and dissatisfied with my photography, what I shoot, how I shoot. At times I feel like I’m on the right path, and at other times it’s as if what I want to do or the direction I want to take is just out of reach. It’s not like I don’t know how to take a descent shot, I’m pretty sure I’ve done it before. I’ve even taken images that that my friends and family have liked. Lately though it feels like my creativity has plateaued, or taken a step backwards.
I feel like I should be making choices and being bold, but I dither. I question every shot I take, the subject, the style even the editing. Does that look okay? will people like it? In all honesty the images I take probably still look good, but there’s always this nagging little voice that persuades Me otherwise, persuading me that the images I take are mundane, and that I should really be shooting something spectacular.
I fear I will end up like Vivian Maier, forgotten and overlooked while alive only to be “rediscovered” after death as highly unlikely as that may be. I don’t take photos purely for the adulation or for likes you understand. My personal work is just that personal. I share what I want on social media,and the rest with friends. Maybe if I had, maybe if My nudes had been better received, maybe if I’d have pushed more put myself out more I’d still be shooting them, showing Women how fabulous they look nude in a Gok Wan sort of way.
But that’s all maybes…
I’m trying to get out of this slump, trying to shoot as often as I can, trying new things new styles, but in the present climate, and with the lack of driving licence I’m finding the desire to get out there increasingly difficult.
I will just have to push through.