Oh dear...
Never talked about artistry before. Honestly it's never interested me. Because I never thought of myself as an artist. I always thought it was pretentious to say,
"Yeah, I'm an ar-tíste"
After all, I'm missing the Mario moustache, the horn-rimmed glasses, the beanie and/or the emaciated physique.
Oh wait, that's a hipster.
In all seriousness I hadn't thought much of artistry because I never felt like I understood what artistry was. Four years into photography however, I finally
think I have an idea. And it's not what I thought it would be. I thought it would be responding to some divine calling. Voices in my head. Seeing visions that I would have to magically etherealize into art.
Nope. Turns artistry is just being poor and hungry all the time.
:)