There are such moments during the revision of my own photos, when I admire every shot, when I am completely satisfied with the result.
But there is also the opposite feeling that each of my shots seems to fall short of a certain level of skill.
Two extremes, of which the first gives a pleasant feeling and pushes for further work.
And the second drives into melancholy and unwillingness to pick up a camera.
I think that it would be better to go to the extreme of inflated self-esteem of your work.
At least, if you treat it adequately and do not shout about it at every corner, then this extreme will only work for the benefit.
If it brings me joy and pushes me to create this joy more and more, if it makes me move and learn something new, then I simply have to maintain such a state!
The main rule of all life: if it does not violate anyone's comfort zone, then you can do anything.
And you don’t need to depend on someone else’s opinion and you don’t need to repeat after anyone.
Let it turn out worse, but its own, real, unique.
Not everyone was born a genius, not everyone is able to reach the top.
You can spend your whole life on achieving heights in photography and come in the peak.
And you can go up slowly or even stand still, but at the same time get great pleasure from the process.
I will choose the second option, since this is real life.
Let my street be not of the highest class, but looking at my pictures I will understand that I live.
It took many years for me to come to such freedom.