Confessions of a (mostly) terrible photographer
Someone asked me the other day how I take "such incredible shots." I told him I take a ton of shots, and throw out the garbage. It's only the top ten percent that are any good, at best. He didn't seem to believe me. I told him I could put together an entire album of crappy shots: way too much flash, noisy, blurry, accidental amputations, and just total what-the-hell-settings-did-I-even-USE crap.
So here; for his edification (or at least to make him feel better), my enjoyment, and (possibly) yours; is a handful I happened to still have on my hard drive. Which is sad, because that means in some cases the shots made the "first cut." They are super-meh, every last one. Some worse than meh.