Hyperfocus

I had a very excellent day yesterday, full of friends and inspiration. As a result, this morning I awoke with a magnificent Prozac high, and successfully whipped myself into a creative frenzy. Not writing, though that would have been nice, but with my macro photography. I've had this obsession with form and details for a long time now, starting with my Photoshop art, and moving on to macro photography. I'm gaining a better understanding of my obsession.
Spending yesterday and this morning reading about Dali, Picasso and Marcel Duchamp aided this frenzy, which I've just forced myself to come down off.* I'm post some of the results later, when I'm more rational.

I'm pretty sure this is a byproduct of my self-diagnosed ADD. Being able to unconsciously maintain a focus on something for any period of time is a tremendous experience. Like sex, seriously. But it also takes a lot of energy. I'm going to be such a wreck later. Hopefully, I'll be able to spend the rest of the day on my own in my lair.

*When I started to feel like I was visually violating a seashell with the constancy of my shots and penetrating gaze, I knew it was time to take a break. Feeling like a rapist of an inanimate object isn't terribly rational.