The critical chatter that frets over the viability of photography as an art form ignores the person behind the art. The endless images that come to down the digital pipeline are not photography, in the same way that the chance assemblage of colors in a pool of rainwater is not painting. 

Photography remains relevant, vital and worthy because of the heart and mind of the artist, a mysterious place that wrestles with intent, conflict and an ever-changing series of new questions.