Monologue

Almost done! I did forget to add ‘do final checks’ to my to do list, which is a lot more work than I initially realised. In any case, I think I’m looking at a final product now! The cover needs another look but to make that hold any value, that needs a different day. I am absolutely crossing it off the list though. In other news, making books in fun and I am definitely turning these Monologues into one as well. I better put in the effort everyday to make them worthwhile! Also, working out is go

More progress! But... I also don’t want to talk about the project in depth anymore until it’s done. I’ve shared all the steps and details along the way but frankly, it’s even become a bit boring for me. Like, don’t I have any other thoughts anymore? No other insights? Perhaps not. Maybe this is literally 1 the only thing that’s keeping my mind occupied. In any occasion, the sprint continues2 To do * cover * intro * font * layout * outro * test book --------------------------------

I still can’t think of a few proper words for the intro. I need something that sets the mood but does not plainly give everything away. I already do that at the end of the book. The moment I stop thinking about it, I’m sure I’ll think of something. Hopefully tomorrow. Or the day after. Anyway, at least the layout is finished! To do * cover * intro * font * layout * outro * test book

My to do list from yesterday has now turned into this week’s sprint to get this thing done. I won’t allow myself to dwell on things any longer. So, I finally settled on a font. Mostly by not thinking too much about it anymore and just use one of my favorites. The layout also got some work but that should be finished tomorrow. To do * cover * intro * font * layout * outro * test book

I need to: * design a cover * write a few words for the intro * find a font * finalize the page layout * settle on the outro * make a test book * adjust accordingly * make more copies * move on to the next project.

How much of it really matters? I mean truly matter. My guess is, not much. Not many things are worth the effort. It’s only when you want it, when it matters to you, that the allocation of energy can be justified. This should be common knowledge. I think. But I still see many people around me getting worked up over nothing. It makes me sad. But I don’t want to be sad. I’m not getting worked up over it. It’s not worth my energy.

Today I updated the sign up flow for my newsletter. I added two-step verification and worked on the design of the emails. It all looked peachy but then dark mode kicked in around 9PM and the whole padding fell apart. I’m also forced to use a white background, instead of the mail going fully dark as I prefer. To be honest, I’m not sure my work of today was productive. Oh well, at least I learned a thing or two.

It’s amazing how much a little working out can make a difference. All I did was two workouts this week and I feel more mental clarity and inner peace. It’s weird, I used to go to the gym five times a week. It always was an amazing way to burn some energy and to take a break. The past few month (years?) I haven’t been as devoted as I should’ve been. To be fair, my schedule has been increasingly busy but I don’t think that’s a solid excuse. Though it’s definitely still a reason. The funny thing i

Well won’t you look at that. All it took was an afternoon by myself in a distraction-free environment. I now have an outro written for the black & white squares project and I’ve settled on a name. All that’s left to do is write an intro and finish up the design of the book. But first, about that name... Can I get a drumroll please? I decided to call the project: One Two One Which can also be stylised as 1:1. Go ahead and say it out loud, I’ll wait. And...? Does it make sense? Not coincident

The amount of unrest I felt yesterday could be fully attributed to my lack of movement during the day. I know that to be a certainty now, because the three hour walk I did today was the only thing that remedied that. It was just as much tiring (in a good way) as it was invigorating (also in a good way). The way I set up the walk was a first for me. I planned to go to Utrecht and walk around a little, the same way I did last week in Amsterdam Zuid. Instead, I arrived at the station just in time

I wanted to make a quick book of a couple of photos I shot over the winter but felt like including some text too. Now I’m researching fonts and their heritages all day and the book is still pending.

While I did do some work on the book, most of my time today has gone to playing GTA Online for the first time. My god what a stressful game that is. Sure it’s still fun enough to play but I damn sure can’t do it before I go to bed. I won’t be able to sleep for at least another hour if I do. So now I’m unwinding with a book and a beer so that I can start the week with a clear head. That’s it for now.

Nick Cave just said “we are fireflies trapped in the hand of a boy”. I take another sip of my blonde beer and contemplate those words. My cat looks at me with questioning eyes. “You just had dinner, so that can’t be it. Do you want a good petting, perhaps?”, I think to myself. I give it a try. It works. The cat looks away. I return to my Fujifilm X100V and browse through the photographs I’ve just taken. They look so happy. So content with the surplus of food they now have access to. Good. I ho

What’s up people from the internet. I just came up with an idea. And then another one. Possibly even one after that. But that’s not what I want to talk about at this time. As it stands, I don’t have anything to talk about at all. Not right now at least. I mean, I should’ve had a follow up meeting on the one I did a while ago [/you-know-what-i-just-did/] but that didn’t happen because of reasons. That’s totally fine but now I don’t have much to share for now. All I can say is, I had a few ideas

As I mentioned only the day before yesterday [https://mitchellens.ink/i-need-to-get-out-more-damn-it/], I need to get out more. I also made a promise to myself it would be just me and my camera again. Today I held myself to that promise. Despite popular belief1, I still very much enjoy taking architecture photographs. It’s a subject I shot when I first started taking photographs about six years ago. There’s a lot of fun in taking photos that don’t require much effort to result in interesting i

I’ve been feeling a little anxious lately so to combat that, I only allow myself to do up to three things each day. I’m not counting simple stuff like making dinner and going to the bathroom, of course. Think about bigger things like working on projects, cleaning the bathroom, writing a newsletter. So what did I do today? Oh you know... * Converted my most recent newsletter into a twitter thread [https://twitter.com/lensinkmitchel/status/1372175510021738498] (which was a surprising amou

It has been quite a while ago since I realized I need to get out to get inspired. I can’t sit around the house dreaming up photo projects. I can’t expect to feel better about myself and my craft without doing anything substantial. I can’t pretend to work on so called completed projects, when I could be out there making more work. Better work. Maybe I should plan trips beforehand and don’t expect my tired body to feel excited to go somewhere spontaneous. Maybe I can just pick a place and an aft

I’ve had this song in my head all day now and I don’t know what to do about it. The cats seems to like it though. But they like many things so I’m not sure how good their judgement is.