Over the past few weeks, I've realized two things about myself.

First, I'm a terrible blogger.  I write like a 12 year old and I really suck at keeping up with a post cycle.  Sorry for that folks, whoever you may be.

Second, I am the most insecure person I know... I think.  Either I'm right, or everyone I know is AWESOME at hiding it.  Everyone who sees my work says it's good or even great.   Still, I don't believe them.  I always assume they like it because they are biased because they like me or because the photos are of them or their kids.  I always look at my work and think, "This is utter crap and I hate it and I hate myself." or something of the sort.

I'm constantly trying to impress myself and I constantly fail.  It's the most satisfying thing in the world to have a client literally hug you because they enjoy your images so much.  I'm not denying that.  The problem comes the next day when I'm going through the shoot looking for something to add to my portfolio or for something I'd like to see hanging on my wall.  Every single image disappoints me.  Nothing makes me go "Oh shit! I love his!"  Maybe it's because I'm seeing it for the second time, maybe I'm comparing myself to Avedon, Cartier-Bresson, and the other members of our revered pantheon too much.  I don't know but it's bothering me and I don't know what to do about it.