Treading old grounds again.

Hi, It’s me again. It’s been a while.

Box Hill, 2024

My last post was about being kinder to myself, and so, I’ve been taking steps to improve my health, physically, mentally and spiritually.

I made a big decision recently, which was difficult. If we talk about kindness, part of that for me is to have a creative outlet. I’ve been fortunate enough to have avenues within my professional career to have that outlet, but more recently I could feel the tide going out on my current day job, and so I decided to return to a personal project I’ve been planning for a while. (I’ll share more about that when I kick it off in full swing.)

Richmond, 2024

This big decision was bittersweet.

People are a big part of what motivate me and so losing that day-to-day connection is hard for me. I’m leaving behind some people, who I hope to be my friends for the rest of my life, and so that’s the bitter part of this bittersweet feeling.

The sweet feeling is knowing that I’m working on something that I’ve wanted to do, and for so long. I’ve treated my body of work as a hobby. Photography, my personal expression has taken a back seat while I pursued my career in the corporate world.

Box Hill, 2024

This big decision means I’ve flipped my body of work take the front seat again.

Pursuing something I have complete creative control again brings me joy, and so I’m excited to kick this project off. Excited to put something out in the world and see how it responds in turn.
I feel like I’m treading on old grounds.

Even if it fails, I don’t mind. I just want to create, say something I want to say.

That will make me happy.

February – 2024

Again, I find myself visiting the same locations, shapes and themes. Over and over again.

I have a deep connection with the ocean, and water in general. I dream about it more than I can recall. I’ve mentioned on this blog previously that I have a recurring dream where I drown in the ocean.

I initially thought this was a nightmare. I would/still do feel panicked when I wake, but, more recently, I think what I’ve learned about myself is that my subconscious mind is telling me something. I need to immerse myself into what I love doing. I need to drown in my passions, otherwise I lose myself and begin to fade away.

I don’t want to fade away.

Over and over and – 2024.

This isn’t the first time I’ve mentioned on this blog that I keep taking the same photo over and over again. I’m not sure if it’s habitual, or there’s certain imagery that I’m unconsciously drawn to.

Dimly lit tunnels, like I’m staring down the barrel of a gun. Am I more scared of the eventuality than I realise?