On Blocks. Off Balance.

There are things I like about this photograph and things I don't. What ends up bothering me (which incidentally is exactly what bothers me - kind of a vague thing to say, I know but I will explain) is that the so-called experts would surely tell me that I have effed up my composition. I can just hear some gd windbag with a beer gut covered by a polo shirt and poorly fitting khakis letting me know, in as condescending a manner as humanly possible, "Well, I would have cropped that a little bit here, and here, and here. Your composition is a little off balance."

You see, this is why it bothers me. Because it bothers that guy and the fact that that guy and is crew's opinions matter, whether I like the composition myself or not.

Point is, i like this composition. It's a little off balance. It's unsettling. It's intended to be - and yet it unsettles me. Because I know someone somewhere will look at it on the internet and think. "That's off balance - I would have done it better."