The world is so beautiful; anyone can be a photographer by simply gazing upon it. If I stop and open my eyes, there is beauty everywhere. At the risk of claiming that my insides are beautiful, perhaps this is because beauty is internal.
I shutter at the thought of another complimenting or insulting my photography. As such I keep them here, for others to consider on their own but not to comment on or otherwise alter. It is my beauty; what makes me happy. Not a skill to be compared or ranked.