This stupid pandemic has really kicked me in the ass.
Initially it wasn’t all that bad, in fact I started out highly motivated. Some of you may remember my Isolation Project* series really giving my creativity a boost and, dare I say, (hopefully) inspiring others with the idea that one doesn’t need beautiful and dramatic scenery in order to make good pictures. Forcing myself to make new photographs within the confines of my back yard and the woods beyond was actually quite enjoyable, and it saved me a lot of gas money.
*At least one new image a day for 30 days, socially distancing by not leaving my yard or the woods beyond.
However, upon winding down the project I found myself losing all motivation to photograph. I would try to tell myself that I needed to get my shit together and pull myself out of my funk. I’d even make plans to get up early for a sunrise somewhere. But when it came down to actually putting that plan into motion I wouldn’t bother to set my alarm, instead just sleeping in. Of course this would inevitably lead to me being pissed off at myself for not going. Sadly I witnessed a lot of amazing sunrises over the course of the summer.
While standing in my kitchen looking out the window.
I readily admit that the cause of a lot of my funk was financially driven. Due to the pandemic not only was I forced to cancel all of my scheduled workshops this year, every one of the mountain running races I would have been photographing was also cancelled due to social distancing concerns. At first I thought this wouldn’t be so bad, in fact it would allow me the freedom to photograph in places few workshop clients would be capable of going to. Yet even that was spoiled my the number of people willfully ignoring stay at home orders and coming up to the New Hampshire mountains. People who never would have even considered stepping foot into the wilderness had it not been for a global pandemic preventing them from whatever else they might do in their spare time. On the face of it you might think people getting off the couch and getting outside was a good thing. Until you realize these people have zero respect for nature and other people’s property. The trash, crap(literally), graffiti carved into trees and painted on rocks, and parking wherever the hell they felt like, has lead to gross overcrowding on the trails and there have been numerous trails that cross private property, trails that have been open to the public for years, having access closed off due to the inconsiderate actions of a none too small number of inconsiderate visitors.
All of which left me with little desire to visit my beloved mountains.
Unfortunately the seacoast wasn’t fairing any better. Due to overcrowding and the continued selfish actions of people coming from areas of high infection rates, pretty much every town along New Hampshire’s short seacoast locked down all of the parks and parking areas along the coast. This pretty much left anyone not within walking distance of the coast with nowhere to go. All of this has contributed greatly to my summer long lack of motivation to even pick up my camera.
The sun is shining again.
Fortunately the fog has lifted and the motivation is returning. With the onset of autumn, and winter not far behind, I’m becoming more and more enthusiastic about getting out of the house with my camera. I’ve made a few visits to the slowly reopening seacoast, and my one hike in months was an unbelievably enjoyable 18 mile long adventure in the mountains during the peak of the colorful foliage season.
So, for those of you who’ve been following along, my apologies for this long whiny post(if you even made it this far 😀 ). My plan is to return to sharing my lunatic ramblings and kind of ok photographs on a much more regular basis.
Consider yourself warned.
For those of you who have been suffering a similar funk due to the stupid pandemic, stay safe, and know that the sun will shine again.