When exactly will you realize that photography is not important? Because: If it is important, what would be the thing about it that makes it important? Here we’re beginning to turn in circles, as everything begins with copying what you see. Not agreeing on whether the copy is worth your time immediately raises the question: Does what is being copied of any relevance? Or is it the act of copying that lends everything its importance, that tenderness of looking? What of a boring picture then? Can such a thing even exist? Yet, we argue: Your pictures are boring because your life is boring. Here, silence sets in.