Lockdown

So this post is a little bit overdue, especially since my last one was over a year ago!

When lockdown ended and life started getting back to normal, photography fell low on my priorities (never fully dropped though!). It’s only recently I’ve started regaining the motivation to continue and these posts are an amazing incentive to continue shooting and coming up with more ideas. So I’m going to start doing them at LEAST once a month to start realistically.

I wanted this post today to be a sort of reflection of lockdown on a level that is personal to me and what surrounded me. During the depths of lockdown I started feeling an urge to document what was happening in life at the time so I could look back and sort of say “told you it wouldn’t last forever”. I’m only looking back now on these images and it’s so interesting to see what I was taking photos of at the time and what I felt was important for me to document.

These photos span from when the first lockdown was happening, to around 9-10months later when things were still weird but slowly shifting. They might be a bit boring - but so was lockdown :) Enjoy!

Juno!!

Bowie!

During lockdown, my cats remained as a sort of constant for me. They’re lives never changed so it had a bit of a calming effect as they never changed when everything else did.

I did the same lockdown walk every single day. It was refreshing to be able to explore rather than just commute somewhere. I started shooting the milestones of my walk everyday and the key points. It really slowed everything down for me and I loved it.

TikTok was a big part of my lockdown and I was desperately trying to grow an avocado plant from just the pit. I never had a clue why it wasn’t working. I also impulsively bought lots of house plants that promptly died as soon as lockdown ended. Also there’s cat hair everywhere, including on the house plants.

I feel like lockdown caused me to put a lot of importance on doing things and seeing people when we were eventually able to. When I was able to go to Glencoe with my dad and Andrew I just wanted to see some deer and that was it, I didn’t even care if the photos were good. We did see some deer and I think the excitement of seeing them was doubled due to lockdown.

I love and hate these photos of me at the same time because on one hand I know how bad I was feeling during them but on the the other hand they’re proof that things do get better (as cheesy as that sounds). I can see evidence of bad mental health in my skin breaking out, messy room and trying to wear clothes and make up to feel more like myself again.