We lean towards the Apollonian here. Rational, logical, evidenced, framed in fact, justifiable, etc. Yet the photo world is glutted with well-crafted and lit, perfectly dull, lifeless pictures devoid of any apparent passion, let alone ecstasy. Mud that hasn't been breathed on is just mud. I am talking about passions and ecstasies of all kinds, and of the photographer, subject(s) viewers and reviewers. Passion and Ecstasy can be metaphysical, intellectual, sensual, sexual and more. They can emanate from their opposites and also some very dark places in the recesses of our existence. For the record, I am not advocating the abandonment of everything else. Do you value passion in your own work? Ecstasy? How do you achieve, and/or impart it? Do you know when it's happening? Can you see it in your own work? That of others? Its absence? Can you link to images you think are passionate?