Todd Hido is not a street photographer in the traditional sense. His work often turns toward landscapes, interiors, and portraits, but what I have learned from him goes far beyond genre. His photographs are filled with atmosphere, memory, and emotion. Looking at them reminds me that photography is not just about what we see, but about how we feel and what we carry inside of us.

Kiarostami wasn’t just a photographer. He was a poet with a camera, a traveler with sharp eyes, and a man who turned light into truth. His photos danced between humour and heaviness, optimism and critique, beauty and brutality.

Why look back when the world is rushing forward? Because the past often sees more clearly than the present. The masters of photography may be gone, but their images remain alive and they still have lessons for us. But here’s the danger: admiration can easily turn into worship. And when you worship another photographer, you stop being yourself.