It’s now been 85 days since my last blog post.
Up until I actually started to type that line, I thought my last blog post would likely BE my last blog post.
Yet here I am.
The words coming out in this post have been swirling around my head since the early hours of this morning. I wanted to sleep, but the words wouldn’t go away. They insisted on being written.
It feels a bit like going to Confession … “forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s been 85 days since my last Confession … “.
The thoughts occupying my brain this morning have been reminding me of what blogging meant to me – learning the art of storytelling, exploring the world through a camera lens, and discovering its secrets, mysteries and magic.
… not to mention all the friends I’ve made in this ether …. yes, especially, it’s been the friends. Simply said, I’ve missed you.
Although my blog space has been dormant, I’ve been busy. It’s been a time of solitude, introspection, and fishing in the proverbial creative pool.
I’ve discovered that pool to be more like a river. Sometimes it flows fast and furious, while other times it’s muddy and sluggish.
I never know what I’m going to find when I dip my line into its waters.
I considered very briefly turning this space into a gallery for my artwork.
I rejected that thought almost as quickly as it formed, but I appreciate that I can’t mention spending 2 months in a creative space and not offer a sample of my work. That would just be a little too disingenuous of me.
This painting spoke to me of mysteries in the Universe and I felt compelled to try and tackle it. I’ve deliberately left it unfinished. For now, it feels right to me.
I still don’t know what this space will become in the weeks and months ahead – if anything. It will just have to be a surprise for both of us.