Taking a Step Back (Again)

Lately, I’ve found myself drifting away from photography—not in a dramatic, stormy kind of way, just quietly and gradually. I haven’t picked up the camera as often. When I do, it sometimes feels more like a chore than a spark. I’ve been thinking a lot about why that is.

Maybe it’s a lack of inspiration. Maybe it’s social media—how it’s constantly nudging us to produce, to post, to stay “relevant.” Or maybe it’s just a bit of burnout. I can’t say for sure. Most likely, it’s a mix of all those things.

What I do know is that photography has never been something I want to force. I’ve never wanted to turn it into a numbers game—X posts per week, Y reels per month, always grinding out content. That’s never been the point for me. I got into photography because I loved being out in the landscape, watching the light change, waiting for something to align that felt worth capturing. Some of my favourite images came from slow mornings in the mountains or quiet evenings in the forest, where the camera almost felt secondary to the experience.

But lately, I’ve noticed myself second-guessing even the act of taking a photo—wondering, Will this do well online? Is this ‘enough’ to share? That’s not a place I want to create from. I’ve been here before, and taking a step back helped me rediscover why I do this in the first place.

So that’s what I’m doing again—taking the rest of the summer to let go of the pressure. I’ll go for walks without a camera. I’ll sit by the sea without needing to photograph it. And if inspiration comes, great. If not, that’s okay too. I’m not leaving photography. I’m just giving it—and myself—a bit of breathing room.

Thanks for reading. Even if this blog only reaches a few of you, I’m grateful for the space to share these thoughts, honestly.