Because I am a harsher critic than most other people, my feelings are not hurt regarding any critic. That’s why the only opinion I worry about in my works is my own.
The truth is that I am not perfect. I always see many imperfections in my photographs, texts, subsequent “Diaries'” editions, and sets of pictures, like “Negation of the End” or “Big Brother.” Still, I noticed that people usually do not see those imperfections as I do. Even if they criticize something, I usually know this imperfection. I am aware that I could do this better and the other thing. That’s why I do not care too much about others’ arguments. The only voice I genuinely listen to regarding my artistic activity is my own. I wrote many times on my blog about creative independence. Undoubtedly, it is one of the most crucial factors in my artistic activity. I do what I want to do. Even if others provide critical opinions, I usually do not worry about them.
I know the disadvantages of all my works of art. Do I aim to fix them?
No, I do not amend my artwork from the past. Of course, I always aim to prepare subsequent works (including photographs, texts, “Diaries,” or sets of pictures) as better works than the previous ones. Still, I know that I am an imperfect human. I know I will make mistakes and create defective artwork as long as I do it. I do it for myself and society, including future ones. The truth is that I do not create new works for critics and their statements. Ok, I will finish this writing. I will read the book and go outside to do street photography. I wrote this text on the 19th of April, 2022. The weather should be pretty cold – 9 degrees Celsius (48,2 degrees Fahrenheit). How happy I am that I can still cool down my body while doing street photography!
