Anyone who does anything even remotely creative has had to, I'm sure, deal with creative block at least once. There are many articles about it, videos on YouTube, blog posts, and here's another one.
At the beginning of the year I went through a rather unpleasant experience, that not only changed my life, but had a huge impact on my fundamental perception of life, love, relationships, and friendship. With the time that has already passed, I can say that I am still in the process of recovering, and on bad days it feels like I'm not even halfway there.
Around mid-Spring I started making first baby steps towards returning to a normal life, and to art. I took pictures, and sometimes I enjoyed it, and other times I didn't at all, and I couldn't (and, looking back, still can't) put my finger on the reason why it felt so different. Something small would change and I would lose the fun of an entire project.
So... I gave up. After the June exhibition I put my camera down and haven't picked it up for over three months (save for that one time I made about 5 frames of a pregnant friend's belly). I didn't feel like doing anything photography-related, so I didn't do it. I drew a few little pencil sketches that I later instagrammed, but that was as far as my creativity went.
Until about two weeks ago, when a friend of mine (well, technically he's my ex, but that's not relevant to the story) came in touch and said hey, so I made this costume of Carroll's White Rabbit for a LARP, and I think it's pretty rad - would you mind taking some pics of it? and I agreed before I could think about refusing, and then another friend joined us as the Mad Hatter and, before I knew, we'd spent an extremely fun day shooting what turned out to be a pretty alright set. I loved every second of it, and right now we are pretty enthusiastic about shooting some more stuff together, maybe getting more people involved, but maybe not, we'll have to wait and see how it goes.
It feels like I've been reunited with a good old friend, and I couldn't ask for more.
I guess, the gist of this story is that it's okay to let go of things, even if they seemed vitally important at one point. If they really are - you'll come back to them, sooner or later, and if you don't, that means you'll have a chance to move on and find something better and more important, and I think that's absolutely fine.
That being said, I must also add I have a new-found respect for people whose creative outlet is their job, because their creativity and creative productivity directly affects their livelihood. Guys, you have it tough. If I had to power my way through photography when I'd lost all interest I would have probably ended up irreparably disgusted by it.
TL/DR: it feels good to be back.