Having just been through the process of a complete website reorganisation and re-edit, I have to say the end result is liberating.
In a recent conversation with a photographer friend, he referred to this process, of removing favourite pictures as "killing my babies". I understand this sentiment, but have enjoyed killing mine.
Those pictures once loved, now feel like they have been a burden, as the parameters of what is of good enough to make it, is raised, and losing 2/3 of my pictures in the process.
I feel like King Herod of Old London Town.
Now these pictures are left buried in the archive and who knows, some of them may have another use one day... Buried but not really dead.
