I watch a lot of YouTube. I’d like to think its solely for education purposes but I cant justify watching Limp Bizkit live for an hour as something that expands the mind. That was the end of a particularly laborious wormhole excursion so I’m not ashamed of it. The vast majority of my YouTube time is spent watching photography videos. I find them an endless source of education and inspiration. I hate the latter word. It makes me want to bite off my fingers and spit them in a bin but my vocabulary isn’t big enough to think of...
For the next few weeks I took so many pictures. But every time I looked at them on my laptop they felt soulless. How could something so tiny and perfect be reduced to some megapixels?
