When a grumpy panda with a case of wanderlust and an affinity for shiny things takes pictures, draws doodles and writes down the noise in her head. A portfolio of sorts for my photography & art.
I get tired. I get tired of air travel, of packing, cramped airplane seats. Tired of climbing torturously steep hills, weaving through slow migrating tourist groups and sensible footwear. I just get tired.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever get tired of traveling. Will there ever come a day when every new place seems to blur into the next? When every vacation is a “business trip”?
When it comes down to it though, I think it’s all in the details.
Details, little things, secrets. I’ve realized, after auditing my posts, that I’m not really great at anything. I can’t take amazing, mind-bogglingly beautiful postcard shots. Neither am I a fantastic narrator of local history.
But I do love details.
So as long as I have details, things I can see and feel, I think I’ll be ok.
(Source: Flickr / syhs)
Stepping back in time.