It’s a struggle this week but days are getting longer and sheer bloody-mindedness will push me through to the weekend.
Looking at Willis Bretz series “Veterans”
Listening to Ólafur Arnalds
Looking back at my last post I must be on a red and white theme this week.
To provide some context, this image was made;
I tried to find out more and they tried talking me into going inside for a few beers but it was way too early for me and I had other things planned. I was also concerned I may be indoctrinated into the cult of Wally. I may have confused them into thinking I was already one of them because I was wearing a red jacket.
My best guess is that since the Sydney Swans AFL team colours are red and white, these gents were celebrating the win that got the Swans into the Grand Final next week. I hoped they remained well-behaved although it would have been hilarious to see someone try to identify an individual in a police lineup…
Thanks guys, you made my day.
A rushed update for this week as the semester grinds on and work is due. I decided to outsource my workload related anxiety to Edwood and as you can see he is a bit dark on me at present…
There is always times for looking at photos though. Here is this week’s selection.
Portraits made by Diego Arroyo
Some gorgeous photos of Japan through the seasons by Yoshi Shimamura aka knulp
Listening to… Lake Street Dive
Building any body of knowledge is hard work and once you do it you have to maintain what you have built.
I returned to University part-time in 2010. I know from previous experience that as I approach the finish I feel more tempted to walk away, even though I only have 15 months of study to go. I start to question and doubt my decision to do this. My motivation evaporates and the work becomes an unwelcome set of chores.
I can already see signs of this, like not caring about lower grades for papers. I got through last time with a determined resolve to complete the qualification and lied to myself that I would never undertake such a commitment ever again. In “The War of Art” Steven Pressfield describes this as the Resistance, a force that exists solely to help you fail at things. You have to fight it to succeed in any endeavour.
It’s that decision to push on and through that I wish I could better harness for my photography. I seem to be slipping here too, not getting out or even just playing. I probably should conserve my energy and focus on study but photography gives me more satisfaction. Fighting a war on two fronts is poor strategy but I know at least one of the battles will end in June 2015, so I choose to push myself onwards to victory!
So now I have that off my chest let me share some work from people that have overcome their resistance.
Light painter Eric Pare
Some landscapes by Killian Schoenberger
Listening to… The Martin Bailey photography podcast
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Dear reader, I have bled every single emotion and I have tried my best to put them in these pages. I will write until you run out of tears to find in these words. Tears that are products of every dote you lost, products of so much affliction that they never had enough strength left to carve their path tracing down your cheeks. And I will be honest with you to say that I am not there with you. Truth be told, I am mostly not in these writings. In fact, I have never been in any real relationship that I wander at the thought of whether I have any right to write about these things. But I am a wallflower, in the eighteen years that I have lived I have seen the people around me break so hard that they crumble back to their cradle. Love is a different kind of war but as long as I am standing I will give a hand to those who have fallen. These writings are not about me, despite most being written in first person. I want you to find yourself in them. I want you to find yourself and get yourself back.