It's funny how the writing itch can remain unscratched for months at a time, then suddenly blossoms overnight. I have been working on my photographs for awhile now and it seemed to keep me creatively satisfied. The act of taking pictures relaxes me and then I have the added fun of processing the photos in Photoshop. The whole experience is like instant gratification.
Writing takes considerably more effort, especially the first part, the "coming up with the idea" part. I will sometimes spend considerable amounts of time to write a few paragraphs, and even though the final product will give me that same little rev of excitement that taking a good picture will, it does take a longer time to get there. I have come the the shameful conclusion that I am being creatively lazy. I need to exercise all of my artistic muscles to get the energy I crave.
The above photo was taken on a recent walk. When I look at it I feel very calm and relaxed. It reminds me of a painting rather than a photo, makes me feel like an artist rather than some amateur out taking snaps on vacation.
