10 Sep Parallel Seeing
Source: Olafs Photoblog
The leaves have already started falling. The summer display of fake smiles, exaggerated colours and sunburned thoughts is fading away. A much more subdued, desolate and harsh time is coming.
I have always liked this time of the year. This is when my seeing comes alive and I don’t really know why. Maybe I like the cooler misty mornings, which put a grey tarp over all visual rubbish that surrounds us. Maybe it is the change in the rhythm of our daily lives or a return of realism hijacked by the masquerade of summer affairs. Or it may well be just that my personal seeing clock strikes twelve.
Whatever it is, the summer days when my camera and I shared silent days are long gone. My list of projects has grown in every direction at frightening speed. I am not complaining, not at all. Somehow this burst of ideas and energy prompted by my Muse works for me.
There are two distinct but parallel routes.
One route is the cyclical flare-up of seeing and creating. You never know where it will take you. I learnt the hard way not to resist this force, to allow it to steer me all over the place. There will be a lot of “whys” but I know that answers will eventually come at the right time.
Then there is the official route. Professional projects, which must be taken care of and taken right on. Somehow, I enjoy this route as much as the other