Things are pretty quiet on the photography front these days. As mentioned in previous posts, I spent a fair amount of time in June, July, and August photographing in Rocky Mountain National Park. For the first time in a long time, I feel somewhat spent with landscape photography. We’ve had some dazzling skies here in Colorado over the last week or so, the kind that normally would have me grabbing my camera and heading out to explore, but I just haven’t been moved to do so, and so I’ve let them pass.
I have a photographer friend who analogizes creativity to the cycles of the land. Sometimes you reap, sometimes you sow, and sometimes you let the fields lie fallow. Perhaps it’s time to let the fields lie fallow for awhile.
Lately, I’ve been reading the blogs of photographers Valerie Millett and Guy Tal. I really admire their ability to link up words and photographs. I’ve always approached photography as a visual exercise, trying to translate my perceptions of the world onto paper. At least, I thought that this was my approach. Maybe it’s been more about translating my feelings about the world onto paper. Or, if it hasn’t, maybe it should be. I’m not sure if this is the best image I’ve ever captured, but it may best capture how I feel right now: small, hopeful, and a bit uneasy about the future.