I’ve had a strange week of withdrawing my photography back into myself. Maybe it’s a good thing, only time will tell. I’m becoming less and less interested in the photography of others whilst desperately worried my own work is going down a path that nobody will like. In some ways its liberating, a letting go. Fuck it, fuck everybody else’s likes and dislikes and their disinterest. Fuck caring, and fuck sharing. For reasons I don’t understand, making these images is something I cannot stop thinking about.
This morning I deleted the Instagram app, I’ve noticed many times throughout this year that social media is zapping my creativity. I will probably take a step back from a lot of social media next year. Theres a video online by Andrei Tarkovski, he says “Kids today need to be bored. I’ve started to feel, not confidence, but steady ground beneath my model photography. I can see what I need to do and all I need to do is let myself go more freely into the space I’ve made for myself. Which brings me to the shoot with Holly, a letting go into the zone.
