Autumn Grayness

Gray autumn is the most unphotographic period of the year. I can shoot night yards and dilapidated housing at any time, but the daytime street in gray cloudy weather just doesn’t go very well.

I will now say the banal things that I repeat from year to year: if I don’t like the pictures now, then later I will definitely love them!

But to shhot by force is tantamount to going against the soul.

And if earlier I could force myself, and then after a while to join the process, now I can’t step over the barrier.

And all because this year I decided for the sake of the experiment to listen only to my heart, not to go against my soul, rely only on my inner voice and surrender completely to feelings and sensations.

These feelings do not allow me to shoot in gray weather, although I understand intellectually that if I start, then I will cope with the task.

Then thoughts run, then you can’t wait for them

Although I walk a lot.

Now I'm not even waiting for the first snow, but a frosty winter.

Some kind of gloomy dusk blue appears...

And although the autumn grayness is sometimes attractive, this year I am very much not happy with it.

Maybe it's cyclical desires, maybe it's the first time.

Everything is always perceived differently.

Last year, on the contrary, I wanted this state for as long as possible.

But last year, I didn’t want cold weather at all.

I also noticed that in a state (at a frequency) where the soul and heart are, memory deteriorates.

You can’t be in this state all the time, as control over life and work is lost.

You need to have a balance, or at least sometimes put things in order on the material frequency.