I was ‘already’ well in my twenties and had tried to study English and Psychology, but neither could keep me interested long enough. Always when I had to study for an exam, I could be found in the darkroom developing photos or out in the park shooting pictures.
I could be found in the darkroom developing photos or out in the park shooting pictures.
It took me a while to surrender to this urge and entered art school at 25. A whole new world opened up to me, which was actually an old world I remembered from being very small. To be allowed to create, to have ideas appear and to develop them, and to around so many other artists, made me happy. I didn’t see how good my work really was until years later, so I was often insecure and nervous. It was hard at times, but I finally came home. I didn’t graduate with photography though, but with 16mm film. It was when I first discovered that the medium doesn’t really matter as long as I can express myself.
It was actually an old world I remembered from being very small.
May I ask you, what do you usually do, when you should be doing something else?
And you? Where does your mind wander off to? What do you actually long for when procrastinating? What makes you come alive? What keeps you from doing it? What could help you in this process? Please share below.