I’ve been very busy being too busy to write anything.

When you think of it – there is nothing to say that will be really interesting and worth sharing. Just like there is nothing to photograph. Everything has been done to death and there is no original thought or idea left.

I’ve recently came across 2 figures of some interest to me. I knew their work but there was no name behind the photographs I’ve seen in my youth, that took root somewhere deep in my brain.

Vivian Meier – a street photographer with 150 000 photos to her name – discovered after her death. Everything unknown and unpublished – created just for herself.

William Eggleston – photographer of the boring and banal who followed his friend’s advice “If you’re around where there’s nothing traditionally worth photographing, then just photograph the things that are of rubbish, boring, dull.”

Who says that you need to create for the audience or that you need anything worthy? Isn’t the moment of creation and inspiration the ultimate human expression?

Even free random AI generator asked to spit out some words about the reason why people create can tell:

“The process of making art may also be seen as a form of self-discovery and self-expression, which helps the artist to express their innermost thoughts and emotions. Art can serve as a personal cathartic for the artist in some cases by helping to process and come to terms difficult feelings and experiences. Some works also serve as means to explore the human condition and complexities of the human experience.”

Thus, the big question for me is: how can a photo of a salt holder be anything more than “I like taking pics of stuff ‘cos stuff is pretty-ugly”. As someone who really likes concrete floors and patterns I answer “does it really matter?”