Why Your Skin Retouching Looks Fake (And the Frequency Separation Fix That Changed Everything)
I still keep my first real retouching attempt on an external drive. It’s a portrait of a bride, smooth as a vinyl doll, every pore obliterated, skin tones blended into something that reads less “glowing” and more “uncanny valley.” I thought I’d done a good job. Her mother thought otherwise, and she made sure I knew it at the reception. That was the edit that pushed me to actually understand what I was doing, not just drag a healing brush around until things looked vaguely cleaner.