Saturday, December 30, 2017

Colour: Wet (Riviera Maya, Mexico 2016)

He bought me a diary that encourages you to write the hope you're hanging on to when you're having a bad day.

Well that backfired, because I was having a bad day and I went off in that little notebook - so much that I ran out of space and drew a big X on the thumbs down symbol.
I could have easily ripped two lines crossing in the page.

With the very little will I had to to fulfill the purpose of this book, I wrote my photos are the only thing I have. My only proof.

With the impending new year I'm starting to realize that 2018 is going to be extremely hard for me.

A big part of it is that I'm going to have to do things I don't want to do to get by. But I'm willing to accept that trade off, as long as I'm able to drop whatever it is just to crop that photo or adjust the curve until the tones and light are perfect.

I'm not questioning or weighing the consequences, I will let myself have that.

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