This contest has shown me that I've gotten too old for match pic making. The scene has just past me by, and I can't catch up anymore. When I started, pic making was different. It was about the art. Now it's all about the glory. The bickering, the hateful slander, it might be right for some but it's not right for me.
But there's more than that. I can no longer make good match pics. Or at least, what is considered good now. I don't know what that means, I don't know what anything means anymore. I should have seen it coming last year, the pictures that I made that I thought were good, great even, were not being accepted. I thought it was simply the luck of the draw, but since then my quality has dropped so low I resorted to creating ironic fake pictures just for a little attention. The man who I was, the artist that I was years ago would be insulted to hear what he had turned into. Was I even that good to being with? Who knows...
I officially retire from making match pics. I just wanted to have my say. Now this old, useless bad of bones will get out of your way. Enjoy your awards.... while you can. Someday, you won't get any more and it will hurt.
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You beat yourself up with your past. Don't blame yourself, blame the world. Blame God. Blame me.