I find that inbetween intense episodes of work, intense relaxation is needed to recharge batteries. I’ve tried to do nothing. That doesn’t work for me, I get bored too easily, then I get frustrated and the next work episode is doomed. The best solution thus far has been photography. I find to it, or it finds me, in waves. It takes a
But what good is a picture if it spends the rest of its days hidden away on some disk where it doubtlessly will suffer the old media death of the information age? I’d much rather give it a chance to live. Maybe someone else finds joy in seeing what I saw, and how I saw it. It’s one of my creative outlets.
Cockatoos at Lynoch