I was recently backing up my computer when I realized that I hadn't taken a single photo for at least three months! I couldn't believe it! I had slowly sunk into this rut and become disillusioned with my photography to the point where I hadn't even picked up my camera.
That was my "rock bottom". I reached the point where the only way out was up. In the past week I've shot more than I can remember. At first, the camera seemed foreign in my hand. I had lost touch with what had become an extension of my hand. Fortunately, yes, it is just like riding a bike. I've since shot more than I can remember. I've re-familiarized myself with my camera again. The functions, menu items, button locations and feel that had become second nature to me have all come back. I've taken the damn thing everywhere with me. It's like having gotten back with an old flame and not being able to stop touching eachother. Ok maybe that was a little too dramatic and creepy, but you know what I mean.
Another thing I noticed is how my way of seeing an image has also shifted. I honestly don't know how to explain this one, but something has definitely changed. Perhaps it was having the time away from the camera, or seeing so much of other people's work without creating any of my own. I don't know. However, I'm sure that it's going to start showing in my work.
The only down side to all this is all the editing that's waiting for me on the computer right now. I really need to work on my editing.
I guess the moral of the story is... You know what? I have no idea what the moral of the story is. All I know is that I'm back doing what I love with the passion I thought I had lost, and that's all that counts.
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