Number Fourthousand

Does taking pictures and posting one on Blip make the same Sense as in those days when I started? Challenged by my Dearest Love Willemien/Admirer. I remember all her enthousiast, engagement following her desire to give something back, a proof of gratitude to our daughter Mischa. She was the one who started photographing during her London times. If I remember correctly. In some way there has always been something of this serious quest for meaning, making sense in our background.

Up to this very moment I realise, because already for a long time I miss the opportunity to write down my daily journal, thoughts and reflections. Lacking the energy, courage perhaps and of course  time.
Anyhow in spite of all this lack of dedication in my actual Blipping, there still remains something special. Most times I remain on the lookout. Waiting, especially on dull grey days, but not necessarily. But waiting in blindness, not seeing my so-called subject, theme. And then suddenly, I feel touched, surprised by some change in this flowing unconscious composure of light and darkness. That sudden attention, that feeling of "look now" or "let's try" keeps me going on, not knowing why, without any method or technical purpose. So, even so many as 4thousand times will not have elevated me into engaging myself in photography. I just still go on sharing my daily Blip with you. Gratefull for all the loving attention you give that picture. Do I deserve it? I doubt it. Does it make sense to keep on going? Perhaps as some sign of my fidelity to my Dearest Loved Ones. Anyhow it gives me an opportunity to share my Hearts, mostly among those of you who follow me. In Great Gratitude. Does that still make sense after all? Not seriously, but a little bit in just a humble way. That will do.