When I look back at some of my old work I cringe. I hate it. It is just horrible.
I actually think that if I could invent a time machine (or find those damn stones at Craigh na dun) I would go back and stop my past self from editing such crappy photos. I am not even joking. Take a look at this image from Black Rock Cottage near Glen Coe - taken nearly 2 years ago.
Now, don’t get me wrong. This image is not the worst edit I have ever done. In fact, my records show that this photo even sold (sorry to the person who bought it haha) as a print at a country fair last year. But would I edit like this now? No. And would I share this to my Instagram now? Definitely not.
So today, I just happened to be looking through some old files on an external hard drive when I came across the set of raw photos which included this one. I picked a slightly different composition and edited it using my current editing workflow and came out with this.
The difference between the 2 is massive. And it makes me hate the first one even more.
But that is OK. Really it is. Photography, including editing, is a constant learning curve. There are always things that we can learn, things that we can change. The key to it is being open to criticism, both from others and also yourself.