When you find something you cant compete with and yet grow to love it, its a strange feeling. I do enjoy photography but without knowledge pf whether anything I take is any good it does leave me with little motvation.

Oh well, with Black & White rendered a 'cliche' by some it leaves you wondering about the state of the human comformist nature. You wonder why people must judge and rate just to conform to certain limits they, themselves have set on art, which ultimatly is self expression.

I raise you the question: why let others control your feelings?