My previous journal entry has been online for over a year now. A year!
During the last year, many things have changed in my life, yet in other aspects, everything is as it was. Which one is better, don't know.
OK, at least I've been very lazy about dA, and photography in general. The reason for that is that I keep on thinking about the nature of art, the place of photography in art, and more specifically, the place of photography in my life. What I've found out doesn't make me content. I see things beautiful enough to make me hurt, but capturing them doesn't fulfill my ambitions.
Why do you take photographs? On what? What does it give you?