I'm in a battle of love and hatred about a few photo-shoots I've done lately. Each time, I came home with a good amount of photos, feeling both excited and terrified to go through them. Each time, I explored things I could have done and should have done better, and experienced some rage going on in my heart. "Why didn't I do that?" "I shouldn't have stood there!" "I should've gone out and shoot through the windows!" And you know the list go on.
But things are so new and so... amazing. I have a constant feeling that I'm growing and learning tremendously. Everything I know about photography is refreshed and the world is strange once again.
Battle of Love and Hatred