The camera can see in ways our eyes cannot and that invites the mind's eye to play.
I thought I was mostly a painter then this past decade I taught visual arts classes during the day and helped establish a school performing arts program evenings. I did snap a lot of pictures during that period and I still feel the same excitement snapping! Now I'm rewiring after retiring from teaching high school. Maybe it would be faster to use fiber? :) Is there a support group encouraging photo moderation? How did my friends survive having their pictures taken so many times? Overexposed? I wonder about a societal slide into an entropic sea of imagery absent language. Even the pinhole camera, bastion of photographic purity, grandparent to the shutter, even they may be swallowed at some event horizon. Meanwhile the flood of digital snapping percolates under the floor and pins itself on the wall for its moment. Andy Warhol may you smile in eternity.
Here's what I have learned: 1. Some photos should remain photos; 2. Some photos would rather become paintings ; 3. Some paintings will become photos again with information altered; 4. Compositions are often as satisfying as pictures of some "thing".
Only one personal rule comes to mind: Don't delete anything until at least several days have passed. :
So whether we share an aesthetic, a shuttering dependency or a smile... especially a smile, I hope you enjoy. :)