I didn't mean to put myself down so much as to say that the composition in some of pecunium's pictures took my breath away. They reminded me of where I'm trying to go. See...every now and then as I'm walking along photographing pretty birds, I find some odd unexpected bit of beauty--a heap of snow, sunlight on a puddle, whatever--and try to capture it. I always fail. I don't know why. When I get home and look at the picture, it sucks, and my brain says, "duh, of course it sucks, it was just a puddle/heap of snow!" But I know my brain is wrong.
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I didn't mean to put myself down so much as to say that the composition in some of pecunium's pictures took my breath away. They reminded me of where I'm trying to go. See...every now and then as I'm walking along photographing pretty birds, I find some odd unexpected bit of beauty--a heap of snow, sunlight on a puddle, whatever--and try to capture it. I always fail. I don't know why. When I get home and look at the picture, it sucks, and my brain says, "duh, of course it sucks, it was just a puddle/heap of snow!"
But I know my brain is wrong.