Tricky question =
Does this picture have a plot?

"The Hippocratic Oath for Photographers"

I have never taken, and will never under any circumstances take, a photograph of a nude holding a transparent vessel.

I will also never take, assist, encourage, praise, or even discuss, or even look at, a photograph of an egg.

I will not photograph a dog playing with a cat, or a cat playing with a ball of yarn.

I will not take a close-up photo of grapes so that the berries look the size of apples, or an apple so that it looks the size of a watermelon.

I will not photograph nursing mothers or old ladies knitting in a rocking chair and title the pictures "Sunset of Life."

I will not take photos of cute old tramps with hopelessly tangled sideburns and shiny noses.

I won't photograph girls from Bali, despite their well-known fearlessness in front of the camera.

I won't take a nude photograph that, in the light falling through Venetian blinds, resembles a reclining tiger.

I also won't photograph old Connecticut barns (the exquisite textures of the wood that has weathered the storm), or Texas cacti, even if they're called "cacti," or a native climbing a palm tree in Haiti.

I won't photograph homeless people on the Bowery, draped in the Sunday New York Times like a blanket in front of a Marlene Dietrich poster taped to the fence.

I will never take a photo of a fat woman in Coney Island "from the belly up," never again.

I will never again photograph a plaster cast of a Greek statue, or a head of cabbage cut in half, or lettuce leaves with drops of dew.

I will never take a picture of a naked woman on a trampoline (even from behind), or a naked woman twirling a hula hoop, or a naked woman coated in a thick layer of Vaseline and call it "Porcelain."

I will not call a photograph of a little boy against a wall "Just a Boy," or a photograph of a child hugging a baby goat "Two Children."

I will not photograph St. Mark's Square in Venice through the bars of the Doge's Palace balcony.

I will not photograph a rodeo scene with the camera between the hind legs of a twitching horse.

And finally, if circumstances force me to photograph a Mexican child in Mexico City, I will brush all the flies off their face before taking the shot (despite the thunder in the Mexico City sky).

And I will try never to photograph capricious children.

And in general, if I can help it, I will refrain from taking any photographs of any kind, under any pretext.

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"The Hippocratic Oath for Photographers," in which Mehmed Fehmi Aga wryly opposes common photographic clichés, was written in 1937 for US Camera magazine.

Source: blog.leica-camera.ru

Of course there is - there's a moth collecting tribute from the flowers! ))

Of course there is – there's a moth collecting tribute from flowers! ))

Sarmat Vs, there's a visual plot (narrative) even when there's only one point in the frame...
P.S. As soon as I ban all the malicious honey-producers... = I'll publish unique examples to practice reading visual content.
Thanks for the feedback.

Author works, what utter nonsense, although for a 37g, it might be okay. The picture is also rubbish, by the way. Your water is a bit low, Aloha, charge it! Chumak to the rescue!

Benefactor Eiloha, thank you for your opinion. And who are you?

Author works, Thank you for your question.

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Benefactor Eiloh, it's a nonsense question, too, by the way.
Justification for asking =

The picture is also nonsense

, it's also pointless...
It's difficult for you. I understand.

Author works, it's not that hard – I don't like it because it's banal and dull. It's not the kind of decorativeness that excites me. And there's no point in talking about it anymore.

Benefactor Eiloh,

I don't like it

I promised you, amateur, that I'd like it somewhere.
= Only for amateurs, "not liking" and "crap" are synonymous!
Thanks for your interest.

Author works, amateurs are the first to demand an explanation for why even the simple, even tolerably composed, flowery scenes or sunsets aren't liked. And they tend to dismiss the understandable laziness toward such conversations as a viewer's narrow-mindedness. And if, God forbid, the author watched for a couple of hours nonstop and finally found the entry point and structured the plot, then you understand...

Benefactor Eiloh, you've justified your narrow-mindedness =

And it's time to grow up, Aloha, and stop peeing at other people's comments under a spoiler. Be a little more courageous.

Benefactor Eiloh, you loser didn't mean to offend you with my peeing, sorry. It seems to me... To prevent your comments from being spoilered, you'll need to work on visual literacy (useful constructivism), instead of the infantile whim of "I don't like it."
Yeah!?

Author works, you, sir, will have to first try to produce an image even remotely worthy of a visual discussion. Is grandpa doing well? And somehow start taking responsibility for your actions. Otherwise, your infantile whim = there's no constructive undertones, and the comments themselves hide themselves – rather feeble-minded for a husband. Is he a husband or a narcissist admiring himself in a crystal of water?

Benefactor Eiloh, you've somehow made a rather awkward appearance on the FCenter again...
Reminded me of this picture =
[img]https://ph0.qna.center/storage/photos/tiketl/1644164.jpg [/img]
Oh... you'll disappear again for a long time... lick your wounds.
And who will you blame for this = the loser again!? I didn't force your tongue, mind you!

Author works, it turns out you're even less intelligent than Kaledin. Stupid pictures are supposed to excite me, right? Go ahead and kiss the mirror, amateur with a bouquet in a bucket of structured water, what do I care? =Smack.

=?

I agree with Vladimir that the level of aggression is inappropriate and that there's a difference between it and a firm statement of one's position.

(c) Benefactor Eiloh
Why are you so hastily, as if fleeing karma, OUT of solidarity with Vladimir!?
= And who slammed their heel into their chest just now!? And who offered their standard-like footcloth instead of an icon!?
Wasn't it you!? When mine, theirs, was reading!

Author works, you can answer this question for yourself, go for it. You won't immediately arrive at the correct answer, because even though you read someone else's letters, you won't grasp their meaning. But try, yes. With this, I leave you to yourself, to continue communicating with your beloved bouquet.

Benefactor Eiloh,