He was one of the most gifted photographers I had ever met. So, when he admitted to me that he often struggled with self-doubt and questioned his own abilities, I was shocked. His talent seemed so obvious to me. He was doing something I knew I couldn’t do. While my own photography skills were limited to pointing my phone at an object and pressing the little white circle, he was a professional photographer.
But therein lies the problem. He was in a world filled with great photographers and graphic designers. When he viewed his own work, he wasn’t comparing it to my blurry photos of my kids squinting in the sun that I captured on my phone; he was comparing it to the best of the best.
But as much as I wanted to tell him that he didn’t have to compare himself to other professional photographers, I couldn’t. Because I knew that I did the same thing with my own work.Continue Reading