I had initially thought the same. After all, art needs strong emotions - evocative emotions as fuel. However, this was not the inspiring kind of melancholy. Instead, it was the slow-killing, debilitating, heart-to-turn-stone kind of melancholy -- it all but took over my whole existence.

(sigh) I really should have watched out for it. I underwent a dark period when I was 19-23. With support, accountability and healthier life choices I did manage to stay out of the dark for a couple of years. Photography was one of the things that helped me back then.

I wouldn't say that I have gone all the way back to square one. But, if I don't start doing something about it, I will end up going back.

Its funny because whereas art is often used by people as a way of escape - I like to think of it as a way for me to see/to remember what is TRUE.

Have you watched Inception? When you escape for too often, too long - that dream world BECOMES your existence. In the end, what is the use of running after rabbits just to see where the rabbit hole ends.

The truth is, it never ends. Because you were never going anywhere to begin with.

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"... capturing a moment in eternity one photo at a time ..."