Funny how easy it is these days to teach little tots skills we struggled flesh and bones with to learn. My daughter Nikkei took literally a few like-this and like-that with her cellphone to teach her nearly 4-year old nephew, Kirky Boy, photography. In a few, he was taking pictures of everyone in the family all by himself. Sometimes, you don’t even need to teach them. Leave them with the gadget, they’ll find a way to tinker and do things you never got to figure out yourself.

Who cares about rule of thirds, contrast and depth of field? He can learn that by Christmas time. For now, it’s this icon and that button. No running out of films, either.

Creative thinking in my time was borne out of hard work fused with perseverance and inspiration especially when raw mats and data weren’t just a click away.

This may still hold true today but pressure is bigger to produce those juices faster because expectations and competitions, too, got bigger.

And anxiety.

And depression.

For me, meeting this challenge head on requires prayers. Bigger. More fervent. More frequent. Without it, your own juices will drown you out.

Cheers! #MyCafeNotes