The last ten days of photos… aren’t great. They’re not awful, I don’t actively hate any of them, but… most of them are ok at best. I only genuinely like two of these photos.
Over the last week or so, I haven’t been paying as much attention to photography as I’d like—I’m relying on my phone, and still taking photos just to check it off the to-do list, rather than putting any kind of effort in.
It’s not just photography: I was slacking off in my writing last week, too. I blamed that on being in a weird transitional stage between projects, and not having clear deadlines, but now I’m realizing that it’s not slacking off. I’m in a bit of a creative lull—not my usual three-month low, but… a dip.
I can deal with a lull—especially a minor one. Knowing that that’s where I am, I can pull myself out of it.
Here’s to a new week.