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I’ve been in a photographic funk.  This is quite evident in my images, if you’ve been watching.

They say this happens to every photographer at some point, though I never thought it would happen to me.  Mostly because photography has always helped me get through the difficult times in my life; it was the cure for whatever ailed me.

Lately, it’s felt more like a curse.

I’ve been chasing technology, rotating through the latest and greatest.  It is a process I always engaged in to some extent, in order to expand my experiences and learn new tricks; sometimes I did it just to stimulate the creative juices. But that’s no longer working.  I feel like I have strayed too far.

Though I have been out and about — for walks, bike rides, etc. — I’ve had no desire to bring a camera with me.  It all seems so silly to create yet another image to add to the millions of other images uploaded into the ether on a daily basis.  Painters, sculptors, musicians, writers:  they create art.  The rest of us: monkeys taking snapshots.

So, for the first time in a long time, I am without a single camera or lens.

They’re all gone, and I couldn’t care less.

—Peter.