I’m compulsive. Ok. I’m compulsive in general but I hadn’t finished my sentence. I’m compulsive about SnappedShots. I love the discipline of a picture and an entry every day. I’m just about three months off of a year. Mostly the discipline feels good. And most of the time it’s good fun.

Meanwhile I’m not convinced I’m getting better. I’m not convinced the daily practice is making for better pictures or better writing. But it’s not really about that. It’s not really about improvement. It’s not really about practice. Sometimes practice reinforces bad habits. For me it’s about, forgive the word, the gestalt of ideas, the gestalt of details.

Detail follows detail, idea follows idea; and maybe the last detail isn’t better than the first, the last idea isn’t smarter than the first. But that’s Ok. At least for me. For me it’s the combination, it’s the whole. Of course there isn’t a whole yet. It’s a collection of details. It’s like letters in a shoebox. Each one on it’s own, perhaps, not much; but together I hope they tell a story that is bigger and better than each on its own. Well, that’s my story today.

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