I'm 64 and feeling a bit of panic. I have just scratched the surface of what I want to do photographically and feel like I am running out of time. A part of this is that I feel like I am doing the best work of my career-I finally feel like I know what I am doing and why I am doing it. Damn....why did it take so long to get here? Its not like I haven't been trying, I started in the 6th grade and got really serious about it in my late 20's and have been making my living at it since then.
Late last winter, I did a hike of maybe 6 miles with my full 4x5 kit and it was a wake up call. It wore me out. I can't really go any lighter with my gear and accomplish what I want artistically. First and foremost I decided I needed to lose some weight. My initial goal was to lose the equivalent weight of my pack-26 lbs which I have just now accomplished this week-now I need to do the weight of the tripod. I feel a lot better. My body is starting to feel like it is capable of keeping up with my mind. I wonder how far I can go with this and how much younger I will feel if I can get below 200? Its been decades since I was below 200.
Just woke up this morning and turning this over in my mind. One life, even a long one, seems really short right now. I never was one to worry about longevity in the abstract. Who wants a long boring life? This is different. I just need more time-so much to do, so much to see a lot of living yet to do.
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