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Anonymous said: Why do you seem to dislike your photography so much?


When I look at my own photos, I can never escape their technical flaws, which serve mostly to reinforce in me both the limitations of what I can accomplish with the camera and the intolerable distance between the conception and the artifact.  Beyond this, I am troubled by the relative inconsequence of what I shoot. 

Watch closely while I solve 90% of your dumb relationship problems: If someone you like is doing something you don’t like, communicate with them honestly about it. If someone you DON’T like is doing something you don’t like, stop fucking hanging out with them.

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"Loneliness does not come from being alone, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important."

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What I saw in a photo

Perhaps I’m more of an empath than most. I can see things. I feel the things others don’t. It makes me a better photographer. Capturing souls is what I do. Without soul, it’s not art. It’s a picture.

I saw the forced smile.
There was a smile but not joy.
In her eyes, I see her sadness.
In her jaw, I see her pain.
In her soul, I see her loneliness.

It hurts to feel again.

As I work to bring feeling back into my life, I realize that I will need to endure the pain I see in others and I cannot fix everyone. Sometimes they are content in mediocrity. Perhaps starting anew is more difficult than hanging onto something that is just passable. I keep telling myself it’s none of my business. It’s not my place to fix them. It’s not my decision to stay.