Then upload shit. The purpose of art is to express, sometimes we stammer and blush and choke on our own words, but they must get out or they fester and block the next sentence or vision!
The thing is though, I've just realised I have hardly taken any photos this year... I cannot even find anything worth going back to... OF course that's good since it means I have learnt and moved one, improved, but right now I am again in a blindspot.
It will come, you have the fire. Sometimes, though, like sunspots, it is obscured for a bit, then we run the risk of either giving it up or even of impacting it more. You'll break out. And, if not, let me know...I'll walk you through it. Been down in that corner of self-doubt often enough...
the Misery
I cannot even find anything worth going back to... OF course that's good since it means I have learnt and moved one, improved, but right now I am again in a blindspot.