Nature
In terms of photography, these are weird days for me. I am not totally happy with anything I come up with. When I look at my photos, my mind always finds something to nag and criticize. And yet, somehow, on a more emotional level, I like the images. So I am more or less torn between the head and the heart when I jude my own shots. This is all true for this image, too. There are many things to criticize (sharpness, the composition with all its distracting elements) and yet I am touched by this image and I feel that it is wonderful.
This inner conflict is why I often say that a shot of mine is not perfect or that it has several flaws when at the same time many of your totally love it. It is not false modesty but in all honesty serious uncertainty.
I don't know if all this blabbering makes any sense to you, so I'll just shut up now.
Enjoy!
Nature
In terms of photography, these are weird days for me. I am not totally happy with anything I come up with. When I look at my photos, my mind always finds something to nag and criticize. And yet, somehow, on a more emotional level, I like the images. So I am more or less torn between the head and the heart when I jude my own shots. This is all true for this image, too. There are many things to criticize (sharpness, the composition with all its distracting elements) and yet I am touched by this image and I feel that it is wonderful.
This inner conflict is why I often say that a shot of mine is not perfect or that it has several flaws when at the same time many of your totally love it. It is not false modesty but in all honesty serious uncertainty.
I don't know if all this blabbering makes any sense to you, so I'll just shut up now.
Enjoy!