Why haven’t I been writing on this blog?
I can give you the professional answer. I am busy with work.
I can give you the artistic answer. I have been focusing my energies on taking photographs for Instagram rather than writing online.
Or I can give you the real reason. I am scared. I promised myself to fly to Los Angeles by July and make some big decisions on a number of topics. And I just don’t feel in a safe place in the blogging world at this moment to explore this with you. Because I don’t think you like to read about people being scared.
Give me another week. Maybe I’ll start small. For now, I’m just going to work on a script while playing with these Instagram photos for a little bit longer. It amuses me, despite the fact that I am the laziest photographer to ever hold an iPhone. Out of the 159 photos that I have published in the last two weeks, 98% of them have either been taken in a three block radius from 42nd Street and 7th Avenue, a two block radius from my apartment building in Queens, or a twenty foot radius from my kitchen.
Like I said, I said small.