The Solution to Slipping in Love With the Outdoors Yet again? Movie Photography.
I’m not certain what led to my abrupt disinterest in the outside. Perhaps the pandemic was to blame, as document-breaking crowds flooded the moment-secluded areas — locals hellbent on touring everywhere outside of the home. Or perhaps it was the wildfires charging throughout the west, as smoke manufactured its way to town streets where by it settled like a polluted blanket. Layering on the masks, I braved the crowds and atmospheric contaminants to find solitude, but it was not there.
So I was left thinking when the shitstorm would stop, and I ultimately determined, like most of us, to pick up a quarantine hobby. I commenced by sketching in a dusty notepad right before using up pyrography and inevitably finding out how to do the job on my auto, but every distraction led to monotony. Then 1 day, as I scrolled by means of on the web ads