Blips Gnome More?
So this is it, I've made it to 100 and I've only missed one day. I had no expectations when I started three months ago, only curiosity. But quickly I was drawn into the magic circle that is Blipfoto. As I looked for interesting things to blip, I began to see again, the ordinary became extraordinary. The estuary within walking distance of our house was transformed into a place of constantly changing light, texture and movement.
Then there is the community: the supportive, gracious, helpful, inspired and creative people who are blippers. I have learned more from them about photography than I learned in a lifetime before, but more than that, I have learned so much more about the world we share. My Dad belongs to an online community and I was always rather sceptical about its value - now I know. There are people here who I feel I know quite well, I have had insights into their lives, interests and passions; and that knowledge grows with each blip that is posted. It's hopelessly addictive.
My goal early on was to get to 100 and then give up and get on with life in the material world. But the good thing is that the discipline of taking photographs every day actually does connect you to the outside world in a very real and tangible way. So I will continue, and though I have said this before, I may become more occasional about it. Sometimes the competing discipline of working doesn't sit with the exploration needed to find the daily blips. We shall see.
This wasn't the blip I intended for 100. Grim weather all day put paid to that, so maybe I'll save it till the next landmark. This was a bit of improvisation that owed its creative spark to Wifie, who also raided the props department. It has a bit of an autumnal feel to it, and at last I've managed to blip some of the leaves of our gorgeous Liquidamber.
And its Wifie to whom I owe so much. I am so grateful for her forbearance and understanding over the last few months, when blipping morphed from passing interest to something that verged on all-consuming passion.
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