I came on deviantart the other night as I couldn't sleep - I have 5 fractured ribs from football. I had exhausted the twitter feed, read all the Facebook comments and still couldn't sleep. I think I spent around 2 hours, laying here with half open eyes at 2am, browsing dA for inspiration, motivation, anything. I began browsing my own gallery, reading the stats on what people have liked, still do like, and how my images have changed.
I viewed my first 'artistic photography' shots, taken in Rosebud. I still remember that day, the elation I felt when my Year 12 Media teacher told me that they were good. I viewed my first DSLR shot that won me a few awards - not trying to blow my own horn - but then that was a huge milestone. Viewed my first EVER business shots, media PDP shots, car and bike shots, scenery, industrial, post editing and long exposure. Long story short, every photo game me a sense of nostalgia.
I've been on dA for over 7 years, that's one quarter of my life, that's big. I am in the creative mood at the moment. A beach I normally go to the day after footy for a recovery has a really nice rock, nice pier and nice surroundings. I plan to go there and take some pictures, relax and get inspired. I have another week off work and I think it's the perfect time to add to my collection, maybe try something new, maybe not.
I doubt anyone will read this, but I don't mind. I'm not on this planet or this website to please anyone else other than myself. Such is life.