Mitchel Lensink

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Let me answer that question myself right away: yes it has! With the lessest of ados, here’s another ‘About The Photo’ [https://www.instagram.com/p/CRMqoqhtFAz/]: “Alright, what do we have here? I see a door. A red door. With bushes on either side. Nice, green bushes. Ah! A complimentary colorscheme. Very nice for the eyes, I like it. And what’s that in the bottom left corner? A little flower? Yes, yes it is. A red flower. Then, those bricks encapsulating the red d

Let us quickly recap the week and its intended planning, now that the final day looms over us. Without going into great detail, it is with pride and sincerity that I can present to you a story of success. The week was quick and full, two things usually related to one another, and therefore did not feel like much of a vacation at all. In fact, more work was done than on any other average week but it was rewarding and fulfilling work that I shall not shy away from again. I do need to point out t

Went for my first COVID test today because I want to photograph an event tonight and tomorrow. Then the government decides to shut down all events again. Now I have a negative COVID test and nowhere to go. Sigh... fill the chalices.

Back in the old days things were much simpler. Uncomplicated at all times. Well, most of the times at least. I shot photos whenever I wanted and of whatever I wanted. That didn’t bring me anywhere at that time but it did bring me to where I am now. Oh and when I say “back in the old days”, I’m referring to five years ago. Maybe six. These days I’m riding around full days on a bike I built myself shooting photos for a company that’s specifically interested in the type of work I do. My style. Tha

Another try tomorrow! Utrecht as my playground and my hopes back up again. Shuffling through my work from Tuesday, I must say I’ve done the best I could’ve. Especially considering the circumstances. Well, that takes away my last doubts and raises my confidence for tomorrow. Also, Utrecht is a city I’m more comfortable in. A place I know. The same couldn’t be said about Hilversum and I have a faint feeling that won’t change anytime soon as well. Utrecht has more to offer and just has better vibr

A few words I wrote on the way back home. These are not to be taken seriously. They are a dramatical reflection of my initial thoughts. Which still sounds pretty serious. Ah well, here it goes: Returning slightly disillusioned a little disappointed It will not matter Eventually it will be fine But for now, a little sad.

It’s my week off, starting today, but I also need to finish up a job as wel. That’s not ideal because one of my pitfalls is that I can’t relaxt when there’s things to be done still. Therefore this schedule needs to be written otherwise I can’t properly enjoy my time off. Here it goes. Monday * Keep the day free from things that must be done. * Maybe deliver some photos to clients. * Enjoy not having to do anything for a second. * Rest. * Dinner with the folks. Tuesday * Go to Hilversum

Wonderful, blissful silence. Crisp, fresh air flowing around me. Raindrops tapping steadily on the window. Thunder rumbling through the sky. Flashes. Rumbling. Flashes… Rumbling. Flashes…… Rumbling. More silence.

Do you have any idea how many people I see being out there? Finally out there. The sight of it is amazing. We’ve all been in this together. Now we’re spreading again. Our wings and our congregations. We seek our paths and find out ways. Separately again. Though still, forever, connected. By this one humongous thing. This, dare I say it, pandemic. We are, definitely, efflorescing.1 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1. This isn’t even a word b

The efflorescence. It’s upon us. Bound to happen. Will it be now? Is this really the moment we’ve all been longing for? Or will this all be one big mirage, again? Let’s not think of that right now. Now is the time to move forward, with a mindset that’s that too. Forward.

Vaccinated and liberated. My heart is hopeful. Now I’m sitting out my mandatory 15 minute waiting time, writing this story. Alternated by just staring into the distance. Dreaming about the possibilities. It won’t be long before life wil unfold itself. I know it’s not a certainty, but I remain positive. Though not for COVID. Not me.

So many things. Emails keep stacking up. Reading that still needs to be done. Or rather, wants to be done. Nothing ever must be done, there’s always a choice. The option to not do things is always there. Still, there are so many things that can be done. It’s a little hard to not feel an obligation to do them all. Not because I must, but more so because I want to. So many things. Do they make sense? These things? Do they strengthen each other? Are they supporting a greater cause? Or do I scatte

Today is about compartmentalization. And how bad and good I am at it at the same time. You see, I generally try to keep my evenings as uneventful as possible. I need to do this to guarantee my quality of sleep. Otherwise I just can’t turn down the energy before it’s time to rest. My head keeps going with thoughts and digesting my day. In case this isn’t clear, this is an example of bad compartmentalization. I can’t always keep these different mental processes separated. On the other hand, it’s

As I was scrolling through my Instagram [https://www.instagram.com/mitchellens.ink/] this afternoon, my eye fell on a caption [https://www.instagram.com/p/CBJEPPfnVdB/] I wrote a little over a year ago. June 7, 2020 “I am just trying to show some range. Sure, I can shoot your editorials or studio shots. Maybe, just maybe, I want to retire all that and just do some street work for a while. Currently I am working on a project that’s a little different as well as an elevation of my past work. At

Despite my website being generally done for the most part, there are always little bits and pieces that can be improved and expanded. Most of the ideas for these things I’m stealing from other people but I don’t think there’s no harm in that. I came across this idea by Brian Lovin, who keeps a personal changelog [https://changelog.brianlovin.com]. It’s a timeline of his biggest accomplishments and other things of significance he’s done and I really liked that idea. It’s a little more expansive

Ha, can you believe it? I totally forgot to write a story yesterday. Well, not so much forgot to write one, but I sure didn’t come through before midnight. I guess the magic of internet scheduling saved me on that one. I mean, I technically,totally, remembered it during the day but I guess there’s no way to prove it. Do I need to prove anything though? I don’t think so. These stories are for my personal development and the commitment still stands. If you ask me, I haven’t broken the streak jus

Oh man, I can’t believe it. I forgot to write something today (yesterday?). I’m not sure how to approach this now. I’m still awake so I will let this one count as well. I apologize to my past self for not sticking to my promise for the full 100%. Though, to be completely honest, I think this qualifies perfectly fine as well. I don’t have anything significant to share so I guess there’s no real loss here. You know what. I will manually set the upload time of this story to 23:59. I’m sure nobody

I’ve been really putting myself through the motions lately.1 I promised myself I would get a day off today. A day for myself to sit and digest the latest of occurrences. Especially after the full day I had yesterday. It was a wonderful prospect to have. Despite that, this morning I found myself packing my cameras again. So here I go again; riding the winds of change after work. Hunting for the shot that gives me that feeling. That fulfilling feeling of accomplishment when I can say “yes, I most