My photos and texts are only an overflow, a fragment of my boundless imagination.
The more I do street photography and write, the more I feel I will never communicate my perceptions on a level so that others would know how I feel and think. That’s why I would name them incommunicable perceptions. Still, the fact that I cannot fully communicate all my feelings and perceptions does not prevent me from trying to keep going. After all, I trust in the creative process. Even broadly defined art has never been fully explained, even though thousands of wise and genius books have been written about paintings, music, sculpture, drawing, etc. Also, thousands of words have already been said about the creative processes.
Still, I know I simply cannot fully express and provide all my insights on various topics.
It is merely impossible to transform all thoughts appearing in one’s mind into written words. Even such a great master of words like Fyodor Dostoyevsky clearly stated that it is impossible to express everything his mind tells him. The truth is that I hope to write until my final days. I hope to bring as many great ideas and insights as possible. This hope is what keeps me going despite the challenges of communication. Still, I know that even if I write one text daily for the next sixty years (I wrote the “Incommunicable perceptions” text on the 20th of September, 2024, while being 39 years old), I know I will not communicate all my thoughts precisely.
I hope that during the upcoming years, I will be more efficient in this matter.
Still, I know I am only a human, not a mighty demigod. Keep your fingers crossed for my mission of communicating as many thoughts and perceptions as possible, my Dear Friend. I believe in myself and in my power of thought. After all, I do dry intermittent fasting, ruck, take cold showers, and expose my body to freezing temperatures by walking in summer clothes to remain as powerful in my brain as possible.
