Number 365, if this weren’t a leap year. I would be writing tonight about my experiences with this project. How I have changed as a photographer and what I would change about my photos. Things that I have absolutely hated about this year, and what I have loved.
There is so much to ponder, why I feel compelled to continue even when my brain is telling me to stop. And once again, just like last year. I sit here at my computer, scanning and uploading and scanning and uploading thinking to myself… will I continue? Will I go on for a third year, and will I make it to the at least 5 year goal that now seems within reach?
All of these are serious questions that I must answer within the next 48 hours. I would feel a grave disappointment within myself if I were to start a third year and not finish. But there are still projects from this year that need to be wrapped up. A video, a final image, a book. It feels like I don’t even know where to begin.
Tomorrow will be a long day…
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Number 365, if this weren’t a leap year. I would be writing tonight about my experiences with this project. How I have changed as a photographer and what I would change about my photos. Things that I have absolutely hated about this year, and what I have loved.

There is so much to ponder, why I feel compelled to continue even when my brain is telling me to stop. And once again, just like last year. I sit here at my computer, scanning and uploading and scanning and uploading thinking to myself… will I continue? Will I go on for a third year, and will I make it to the at least 5 year goal that now seems within reach?

All of these are serious questions that I must answer within the next 48 hours. I would feel a grave disappointment within myself if I were to start a third year and not finish. But there are still projects from this year that need to be wrapped up. A video, a final image, a book. It feels like I don’t even know where to begin.

Tomorrow will be a long day…

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