In my 3 years of being a deviant, I've faved thousands of photos and seen even more.

I constantly browse through galleries, my eyes bombarded with colour and faces. I find myself in a race with art and time, never enough to appreciate all that is given.

This new freedom the internet gave us, I don't think we can handle it. It just goes to waste. Unable to organize all this information, I end up missing on most of it.

Deviantart has made me blasé. I appreciate good photography a lot less than I used to. Nothing surprises me anymore, it's just a constant consumption of colors...and shapes...and faces...


Yet still...