In my last blog post, I talked about how my life has become overwhelmingly full of work, people to see, and responsibilities to handle on a daily basis which leaves little time for personal creative projects. I won’t belabor that point again in great detail because it has already been covered, but let me lead into my next point by reiterating the sum of the last post: if every aspect of my life was represented on a Swiss Army knife, my free time to dedicate to creativity would be the forgotten little aluminum tweezers that disappear into the top of the device. It’s tough to keep everyone happy and be as good of a friend as I can be to everyone simultaneously with all the other things constantly requiring my time; inevitably, someone gets left out and I feel horrible about it, but that’s just the nature of a full schedule. Sometimes you need to put the corkscrew away to pull out the knife.
As a result of this overly active lifestyle, the photography I've been doing has become increasingly stagnant both in originality and technical expertise. It’s just a big old hunk of uninspired garbage, if I’m honest. I’ll share a picture to social media and instantly regret it because it’s obviously not on the same level as other photos I've worked on in the past, but I keep it up anyway because taking it down would admit out loud* that it’s not very good. It’s akin to the feeling of buyer’s remorse in a weird way. Splurging on something not worth the resource it takes to acquire and then feeling bad about the action you just took to get to this point. Basically, sharing a bad photo to social media just to keep posting content feels the same as buying anything from a Sharper Image. I’m posting the photo equivalent of the electric camping underwear warmer with built in wifi. It’s an unnecessary movement to stay current despite the flagrant dip in quality that no one wanted in the first place.
Because I’m struggling with content at the moment, I’m going to take a little break to recharge the creative juices in an effort to do better work. This break could last a day, two days, a week, two weeks, or insert other increasingly larger unit of time measurement to illustrate a boring, self-indulgent point. The preoccupation with staying current on social media is getting in the way of the actual art being done to facilitate relevancy. In other words, I’m not going to do it anymore if it’s not up to snuff. I’m only going to focus on the art itself and share what I believe to be good enough to show others. You know, the thing I should have been doing since the beginning. If I don’t keep the river flowing on a daily basis, then I’m obviously in need of some rain (not literally, figuratively. Keep up with the all the metaphors, you rube). I’ll go shooting again to get better content instead of sharing mediocre stuff.
So to recap: neglected tweezers from Switzerland, a shameful receipt from Sharper Image, and trickling rivers and rain and stuff. Got it? Alright, we’re on the same page now.
* I realize I’m admitting it out loud right now. Don’t think I don’t realize my own hypocrisy.