It's been ages since I last updated (my, this blog stinks of abandonment! Haha.).

Well, I don't really forget...I just don't feel like doing things lately. My friends ask why I am becoming as boring as the monotonous life I lead. And I say, maybe I am just getting older. When you get older and you think of other things, what's for breakfast, what's for dinner, those daily mundane stuff you have to do because it's what you do, you get stuck. I envy people who do things out of whim (artists love this), out of sheer need to do certain things because it kills them when they don't do it.

When was the last time I held my camera? I don't remember...In my case, you can call it loss of creativity. It isn't about not being too busy with work, I think. Because no matter how busy, if you get the drive to (just like before), you are able to insert time and energy to do things.

Also, maybe it's true what they say, that art is really about being inspired and being very sad, (opposite poles and extreme distance). Like a seesaw, it works when you're on either end, but in the middle it just doesn't.

In the middle you will catch yourself just wondering and sighing. The middle is the worst place to be. This is where you get the block, and this is where you find youself just blinking the eye without thoughts in between. You have no reason to be, no reason to write, to paint, to shoot...Nothing--