trial and error.

should life bear any resemblance to the science of photography, are we to presume that a mere 25% of our experiences are safe of being trash-can worthy? i'm sure -as any photographer would know -that bad shots are simply an inevitability in the sphere of photo-taking.  but should taking a bad shot in life be as easy as discarding a sub-par image?

depends on the extent to which one is attached to one's pictures, i suppose.

sometimes, failing is only natural when it comes to capturing those perfect moments in the nano seconds in which they occur. because, as the world turns, unless you're shooting in automatic, which is every photographer's most-dreaded nightmare, the sun never seems to be in the ideal spot you wish it would be in; your f-stop and shutter speed will rarely, if ever, produce the image you were anticipating on a first, second or third try; and sometimes, by forgetting to reduce your ISO from what it was set to when you last shot indoors, by the time you dial down from 3200 to 200, the moment which you were expected to capture in all its perfection was over 2 minutes ago.

perhaps being a perfectionist in wanting to beautify the things which regularly surround us, doesn't help. and, in missing a moment, pretending that no one noticed -or will remember in five years from now-just isn't the way to go.

granted, there are always those lucky shots one is, at times, pleasantly surprised to see -the images that are "perfect" in every sense of the word and that don't need processing a la Photoshop. and i suppose it is those types of shots we aim for -in the hopes that our hit rate forever increases.