Know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away, know when to run...
Today marks the return of my gallery from the digital storage bin. I had been hiding it as a form of protest over the dismissal and apparent coverup of °
jark. However, now that $
spyed has at least publicly acknowledged that the event did indeed occur, and made an effort to recognize the contributions that °
jark has made to the site over the years, I feel that I can put my photos back on display.
There often comes a point where you have to either be willing to fight to the death for something, or accept a less than ideal outcome, because it's the best you're going to get. I think this case definitely falls into the latter category. I recall a time not too long ago when I was having a rough period with school, and the way things were being done. I was ready to take down the whole university and public school system if I had to, but a prof of mine phrased it perfectly... "Is this really the hill you want to die on?" Of course, he was right, it wasn't the hill on which I wanted to die, so I accepted the situation for what it was. That doesn't change the fact that the situation was bad, but it wasn't going to change, no matter what I did.
Anyway, my stuff's back, with hopefully more to come soon, and continue to watch this space where I will showcase some excellent work from some of the fantastic artists I've come across.
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I'm sorry to have wasted your time by typing that in there. I also apologize if you found my previous apology disingenuous. It was, get over it.
