it’s not narcissism, it’s just reality: you are the center of the world. of your world. you just have to deal with the fact that not everyone sees it the same way as you do. that’s kinda my prob… well, i do not expect to be the center of the universe, but i think i at least deserve to be in people i care for priorities. is that being selfish?… yea, i think it is. but no one’s perfect… specially not me, dig it. and yet it feels so good. then you think photography is so cool just because you like it, just to please you… you think peanut butter smells bad & looks like diarrhea just by you hating it… objectivity is just for dogs. it’s not worth na-da. i have a teacher who says that you get to be objective when you don’t let your feelings influence you opinion… i wonder… what the hell should influence my opinion then? if you can’t deal with what i feel AND what i think …and a tiny little bit of what really is – because everyone can see what really is… if a girl is pretty, me or anyone confirming it won’t change that fact. being subjective is adding your personal touch to reality… that’s exactly why i always thought it was stupid for kids in kindergarten to HAVE to draw inside the lines… or otherwise it just WASN’T good or pretty. we were three years old and they were already trying to teach us conformism. everything that was inside the lines was the same as all the other drawings,…to me, it was always that one line or mark, the one that dared to cross the limit… the one that was gonna make the teacher say « tu as dépassé la ligne, là! », that was what made it MY drawing and not just a clone of the other ones. how can 30 drawings be THE SAME and PRETTY at the same time? wtf? Beauty is originality… (And that’s again what i think… you are free to think what you want but that’s my blogpost so only MY opinion is to be expressed) at least that taught me one thing… what the teacher thinks doesn’t matter… the teacher’s word is the one that counts to others, and will always be. but never will matter enough to make me change my mind or behavior, unless it follows MY rules… the page’s border was and always will be my only limit… i’ll never stay inside the lines just to please people, just to draw… say… something that everyone else saw… heard, already. i’m not self-centered, or rebel… or maybe i am, but happen not to care about that at all.