Just want to rant about an observation I have made in the past few days:
I've been strolling along the internet in the quest to bring my photography to a higher level. So I was glancing at the many galleries of many outstanding photographers and started to notice something.
While viewing the various galleries and finding myself back here to chat around and learn a few things, I also made another observation. Now I am only on the first step of the scientific method while postulating this hypothesis, but at a glance, I noticed a possible important fact that I missed during my arduous journey into the enlightenment of better photography.
All along I thought I was on the proper road; that the road I was traveling was somewhat the righteous road to photographic Nirvana. But then fate decides to wake me and lead me yet to another path. Just when I thought I was walking the proper route.
All this time I spent learning and researching about cameras, lenses, flashes and other accessories a sudden warm thought entered my now capacious mind, filled with facts, charts and figures. Copiously gathering every minute detail of every aspect of very thing mechanical and functional, I have not seen the forest for the trees.
Then, while making the proper calculations for the optimal aperture for the correct depth of field desired for a certain exposure, the details became insignificant. As if a sudden, but warm ambiance has surrounded me as the right side of my brain dominates its sinister counterpart, an epiphany came to me.
Regardless of the timeless amounts of feverishly maintaining my inventories of lenses, bodies, flashes and other gadgets, the thought invaded my mind. An idea so foreign, so extrinsic, so outside of design, yet was so natural and guileless that I would not have been able to conjure it with all the sorcerers from the time of old.
My observations have lead me to open my eyes to the fact that one bit of information was missing from the text of many of the splendid, enchanting myriads of galleries that I viewed. At first realization I speculated that perhaps an oversight has occurred. For as it stands to reason that people who produce such exquisite photographs would of course share their love for the equipment that they used, the tools responsible to create the various masterpieces displayed proudly in their web-based fairs.
I continued to other galleries, one after another. What I expected to have volumes of information of the tools and the mechanics involved, there were none. My cynicism starts to overtake me and I started to ponder perhaps this was some sort of arrogance or parsimonious agenda of the photographer to niggardly stow the secrets of wonderful photography to themselves.
Returning to this faithful forum I see similar quality exposures and noticed that people are more than forthcoming when asked about the techniques and equipment used. So I disregarded my previous thoughts of some dastardly, conniving clandestine operation to keep the knowledge of great photographs from the masses.
This leads me to cogitate yet another possibility. Perhaps the devil is in the details. The greatest aspect to this wonderful past time of ours, though lost in the pages of catalogs and talks of various brands and equipment lies mainly on the photographs themselves! That the fruit of the activity of taking a picture is really that simple and naive. Taking pictures.
WOW what a concept! 
:p I hope you enjoyed that as much I, writing it.
- I get as much enjoyment actually going out and 
