I produce about as much “junk art” as I do “keepers.” As a matter of fact, the “junk” exceeds the “keepers” by a ratio of at least two-to-one and likely higher. I do not despair. Through photography I learned that fewer than one in five are good photographs and the rest are deleted.
“The World Outside My Window” would not be a keeper except that it portrays my feelings. Life seems to happen around me- outside of me. It is as if I am watching life through my window. I keep it for this reason only because the technical aspects are not that good.
I’ve never known how to escape and join the world “out there.”
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