Sometimes I wonder if I’m just a little bit too critical about my photographs. Every single picture I take, there always seems to be at least one detail I’m not happy about, whether it’s the exposure, the DOF, the composition, a distracting element in the picture… heck, sometimes I don’t know why I took the image in the first place! Must’ve seemed like a good idea at the time…

Maybe I just set the bar too high for myself and cannot reach it with my current abilities.
Maybe I’ve been at this long enough and I’ll never get any better than I am now.
Maybe I have a wrong idea of what a good picture is like in the first place.
Maybe… I’m a perfectionist who is forever doomed to fall short, because perfection by definition is an impossible target.
Or maybe perfection is just semantics and I should stop trying to use those thousand words when I could take one picture instead.
The one picture I will be completely and totally happy with.