Everything that’s created comes out of silence. Your thoughts emerge from the nothingness of silence. Your words come out of this void. Your very essence emerged from emptiness. All creativity requires some stillness.
06:32 AM.
I woke up earlier but it’s cold this morning. I did however mention I wanted to get some photos early. And once you type it online it is set in pixels. Outside didn’t feel cold but as I stood there, waiting for the shutter to close on a 25 second exposure, I started feeling it. I also felt the quiet. The sheer silence of a Sunday morning. After a few minutes some birds woke up. A car passed by on a nearby road, the revving engine disappear to the south. An someone started playing music and this transported me to a different place in my mind.
If this reads more poetic or eloquent than what I usually write you’re right. It feels like it, né?
Today emphasized what I, and many others, have know for a long time – mornings tend to be a very creative time. I am unsure whether this is because we are fully rested. Or perhaps thoughts and mental notes fermented into ideas overnight. Like opening a window and morning light streams in to reveal all things in the room.
These photos were both taken early this morning. The first one still has two starts in the top left corner. Without all the lights on in the evening this complex might look like just another normal set of buildings.
I also noticed the spots and marks I from earlier images are still there so it might be another issue but I’ll keep looking for it as I shoot more.
Journaling
After 103 days of not writing in my journal I opened it again.
I started penning a few things about how the past 103 days have been difficult. How most of my days are spent just feeling meh. Going through the motions. Eat, sleep, rave, repeat.
But I don’t rave.
From tomorrow I think I will open my day with journaling again and see if it sparks more thoughts, sparks more reasons to keep doing what I do. Gain more inspiration from the challenges I find on my path. Instead of thinking “wtf” when I see varies things of sheer stupidity, try so think “this doesn’t bother me”. I’ve been trying this for a few days since reading a Substack article and I have to say I now care about a lot less small bullshit annoying things than I used to : )
Other notes
I read an Austin Kleon post as well and he mentioned analog zines.
Just before the start of autumn (fall for my American readers) I made a decision to take as many photos as possible in the three months which the season spans. It’s almost the start of winter, based on the calendar and what I learned at school about 35 years ago.
Those photos have to be sorted, picked, repicked and then placed into some form of story. The purpose thereof is to share with readers the mornings of autumn here in South Africa. I used mostly two cameras – my mobile phone and my Kodak compact. Once I’ve done all the hard yards of making my shaky snaps look pretty I will share it online.
In closing
Tomorrow it is back to the grindstone. The proverbial meatgrinder called Monday. I hope to carry this ‘happy’ mentally a bit further into the week. And I wish you a great Sunday and a better Monday.
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