Blog — Joseph Vavak

Time passes quickly

I have read that our sense of the passing of time accelerates with age. As a child, summers stretched on forever. In my mid-40s, time has a peculiar way of going both slow and fast - some days feel like they last forever while the months manage to just somehow disappear.

In short - the past year has flown by. I was out of work last Winter and started a new job in May. I feel like I blinked and now it’s almost March again.

These photographs are from a second road trip that I took just a week before my first day at the new job. I had went south in February, and ended up going southwest in April since the weather wasn’t cooperating on the Northern Plains. The trip took me all the way to Arizona and I’ve yet to spend much time working with the photographs I took to see what worked and what didn’t.

Another December we will barely remember when summer arrives

I’ve been feeling a bit ‘black and white’ of late, facing the end of yet another year and hoping for the best from a world self-absorbed with anger and not-truths. It is good to still be here, out on the road taking photographs, and remembering that I’m alive and reasonably well.

Just need to keep on keepin’ on, and focusing on all the good that is out there.

Photographs from the day after Christmas on a foggy, mist-filled, gray-on-gray day in southwest Iowa and northwest Missouri.

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