photo of the day
As long as i can remember I noticed structures, shadows, reflections, have always seen the beauty in decay. Passed things by that catched my eye, thinking ‘I should take a picture of that one day’. Like a rainbow, sunlit dew on a spiderweb or a reflection in a puddle. I never did.
Then one day I apped a picture to a friend whom I thought could use cheering up at the time. For the first time I stopped to take the picture of that rainbow. The next day of that spiderweb, a striking refelection… It became a daily ritual.
Forcing myself to search for beauty in every single day, just for a moment, even when it didn’t necessarily always came easy, eventually helped me get through ‘more difficult times’ myself more than cheering my friend up.