It’s a helluva start, being able to recognize what makes you happy. -- Lucille Ball
at the time i'm writing this, i've eaten 3 pieces of moist chocolate cake for lunch, after a dreadful 3-hours meeting in the morning. clearly, i'm in a dire need of some sort of stress-release i.e write something.
regardless, i'm grateful that i'm back into a certain rhythm of things.
i've been much attracted to colors in my photos, lately i find myself grouping them into a certain spectrum & mind-mapping a flow of how they supposedly come together as a whole. if you've been on my instagram page over the past weeks, you may get what i mean. i've also been through a 'muted colors' phase, and i've been head-over-heels over how other creatives see, experience & interpret the world so differently in their works.
suppose my relentless-ever-changing love of things has brought me this far in photography. fact: i'm not this persistent in anything i've claimed as my favorite pastime. in my case, this is what it means to be passionate about something. i find something new to love about it, everyday.
what's your take on being passionate about something?