You might have already noticed that I’m a restless man. When I try something for the first time, I’m fascinated by it. For like a short moment. I’m immersed by that moment, but after the brief dissolution in the here-and-now, I have to move on, and find something else, I simply cannot remain stationary. Sometimes I feel that this was predestined by my name, as Csaba means something like ‘rover’ or ‘stray’.
In part, this is a good thing, urging me to expand my interests to vastly different things like, yeah, photography and blogging, but the list is much longer and quite colorful, ranging from cycling to motorsports, hiking, video games, travelling (doing it and reading and writing about it), computer programming and numbers in general, reading, skating, writing, translating, languages, acting & filmmaking (ok, that only happened once, but there it was) etc. etc. Yet it makes my life harder when it comes to more extensive projects which require long-term focus. Like a PhD, which I managed to procrastinate until 33 (some of my fellas completed that by 27, but then again, some of them pushed it until 40). And of course, the next step, which is turning that PhD into a proper, I mean ‘proper’ book. Which I’ve been procrastinating for the last 3 years.
Okay, enough of numbers, although I warned you I like them. The thing is, this year I absolutely have to finish that book. I have already started it, several times, actually, and made a good deal of progress. I’m starting to experience genuine flow, without which I think a book should never be written. But of course, producing a book requires a full person, and I have already cleared away everything I could to devote the next 5-6 months to that project. So this is my excuse for the year, put here in advance: I won’t be here as much as I’d love to. I mean, in terms of longer posts, so the textual part at least. It will be more like photos simply fired away, without my usual jabber.
Looking back, the first year of my blog was a truly unbelievable, reassuring and inspiring experience. I achieved so many things it’s hard to enumerate them. For years and years and years, my photos were resting unpublished on my hard drives, except for the occasional Facebook post and similar stuff. It was not easy, being something of an introvert except when not to put them out there. One year later, my stats tell me that the blog has in fact travelled around the world:
I would have never imagined this. I also reached 50 posts on instagram, launched a secondary ig-project, started a rudimentary Facebook page for the blog, and read more books on photography this year than ever before. There are even areas where the impact of my blogging spread to my extra-blog life, too. After long deliberation and hesitation, I finally entered a photography competition with a short photo-essay, and I received a shared 2nd price (the text is in Hungarian, but you can check the shots here, and one day I’m gonna produce an English version of it). There are several similar projects crisscrossing in my mind, some of them already being worked on.
So I just wanna thank you all for a wonderful 2017, which was lived to the fullest extent, thanks partly to the blog, and partly to the person who made me start it, and who also made me cope with a number of difficult things in my life. This year, I will probably seem a bit weathered. But you know, it’s just that right now I’m sailing my ship through the storm.
In spite of rock and tempest’s roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!