As I mentioned in an earlier thread, I have always wanted to be an artist and have struggled for a long time to produce works of at least modest merit. One experience I had relatively young was valuable to me. I have drawn since I was a kid. Over the years I manged to develop some competence at it, particularly in drawing the human form. I always wanted to understand it and only hours and hours of live drawing of models and study of anatomy eventually allowed me to get kind of good at it.
I drew hundreds of drawings in college, however, and thought they were rather good, or at least ok. The funny thing is that years later when I actually got somewhat good at it, I looked back at these drawings and cringed that I had ever let anyone see them. They were really quite awful. But this was a good thing to learn. Most of us don't have particularly good BS detectors, particularly concerning our own work, and good self critique is not something that comes any more naturally than artistic ability, at least not for people who are not prodigies.
In the 90s I wrote hundreds of poems, because I do have a certain ability with language, and fancied I might write some acceptable verse. And maybe I did at that. But I eventually quit and haven't written a poem since. There were a couple of reasons for this. First of all poetry is very easy to do. It is very easy to do badly I mean. And every love-sick teenage boy writes poems they really wish they could excise from the record if they have any sense at all. And yet in the poetry forum there was reams and reams of quite execrable poetry and all of it was defended by the authors and other as valid feeling and not subject to the judgment of merit by others.
I lost interest, because I did not have the respect for the form or the passion to work on the skill enough to develop the instincts to be my own BS detector. As a neophyte our own works are always brilliant, because we haven't the necessary skills to tell why they are not, and their connection to our psyche blinds us.
Unfortunately photography is similar to poetry in that it is very easy to produce SOMETHING. Every person on the planet has the motor skills to push a button, or at lest most do. And I think it is easy to fool ourselves. I have stagnated on 3d art and digital painting at least partly because they are so bloody hard to do, so hard to produce anything at all much less something of merit. But photography, you point and click, and there you are: pure brilliance. This does worry me since I at least instinctively pursue it simply because it is easier to produce works than other things that interest me. That sets off my BS detector.
It takes time to develop the BS filter. I think I am starting to, and it does help to subject your work to the opinions of others who are willing to be honest. That is why a forum like this is invaluable for those who are unwilling to subject themselves to the truly harsh views of an actual training program.
Not to invoke Godwin's law, but I remember that Adolf H. (don't want to risk actually using the last name) was an aspiring watercolor artist until the academic community convinced him that he sucked. I remember seeing one of his water colors once and thinking, "Hey that isn't bad." He is merely a notorious example to underline the point that being good at art is actually hard. The experience rather depressed me. The struggle might be hopeless.
But still, I think my BS filter is improving a bit. Over the past five years or so I think I have managed to produce a few shots that are at least not bad. And I have a long list of things that I know I need to work on. I am lazy about the post processing and too willing to totally ignore things like color accuracy. I am way too willing to tart up a weak shot with special effects and say, "What a good boy am I". I am shockingly uniformed and weak on the fundamentals of photography. The danger becomes when one decides that it doesn't matter, that one is only trying to please one's self. I think that for most people with an artistic bent that is a lie. I absolutely want others to like my work, and that requires at least some level of "doing it right." ...again unless one is a prodigy, which I think I have ample evidence that I am not.
It is way to easy to be too kind to ones own output in the analysis of merit. We are all involved in the struggle, so I am sure everyone knows what I mean.
Anyway, just a few thoughts....