I want to give my heartfelt thanks to everyone of you who has visited my photo blog for your love and support. I have always enjoyed taking pictures and uploading them as an art form because photography is a form of self-expression.
However, I need to vent about someone who has not been a fan of most of my pictures. Her name is Elizabeth (last name undisclosed), and she lives in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. She and I first met in a photo-sharing game website called Pongr, we became really good friends. While I was a huge fan of her pictures, she was more of a critic than a fan of mine because what she saw when she looked at my photos was quality-lacking crap just because I had been using Android phones and she was an iPhone user. She was so increasingly pushy by telling me to “bump up the quality” and try to limit my amount of photos uploaded to five that she was trying to stop me from uploading a bunch of pictures so that I could beat her pointswise. While I appreciated her point of view, quantity was more important for me because I was playing mainly for points on Pongr. After the site shut down a year and a half ago, Elizabeth blocked me on Twitter and Instagram for no reason at all.
The sad part about all of this is that Elizabeth was one of my closest friends and favourite people on Pongr. Friends do not block each other on certain website or talk hurtfully about each other’s pictures, do they? Sure, I have teased her about her pictures quite a few times and even left heartfelt compliments on some of her photos, but it was just because I liked her. I doubt that she has ever liked me. She even said once that we were “too different,” but I never saw that because I can name a few things besides a love of photography that Elizabeth and I have in common, such as similar tastes in music (including New Kids On The Block), favourite brands like Wendy’s and Ben & Jerry’s, and faith in God.
Of course, I have already forgiven Elizabeth for the things that she said and did both online and off that I found to be deeply hurtful, but I think that what would be nice to me would be if she would forgive my mistakes, understand my shortcomings, and say something like, “Yeah, even though Benji hasn’t always produced the best pics I’ve ever seen, he’s a cool guy.”
Elizabeth, if you’re reading this, I want you to know that I wish no ill will upon you for everything that you said and did to me both on and off of Pongr, and I still have a lot of respect for you as a photographer and as a person.
Thanks for reading, everyone.