It happens to me. It happens to you. Yes, it happens more to some than others but it happens to everyone. No one who asked the universe why got any answer back. The universe could be implementing a random algorithm on who to strike with bad luck. It could be playing favorites on humanity. The fact is that we do not know why. Shit happens and there’s nothing we can do to absolutely prevent it.Read More
Video killed the radio star. Reality killed the video star. Smart phone killed the DSLR.
Kudos to you if you sang that to the tune of either of the first two sentences. Yes, I had fallen victim to the last. For this former photography hobbyist, my iPhone killed my DSLR. The truth was that my old Nikon D40 died an unexpected technical death when the shutter became no more. Money reasons prevented me from sending my old best friend to the repairs right away. A few months later, an iPhone 4 would land into my hands and subconsciously came the official death of my D40, it never got repaired.
Across the sea, across mountains, across countries I brought my D40. Along with companion lenses, filters and other accessories, they traveled with me in my camera bag over my shoulder. We would pass beautiful mountains while on a boat and I would pull out my D40 against the salty sea. A picturesque landscape would have me switching the kit lens for the 250mm lens. Roll. Press. Pull. Stow in the bag. Place. Roll. Get back to the viewfinder! Flora and fauna that inspired curiosity would have me change to my macro lens. Oh, the sun is too high, must put filters! Dirty! Sea water! Dust! Give me the wiping cloth now! Looking back, I missed some worthwhile seconds (or more if accumulated) to just appreciate the beauty or the ugly of the surroundings with my own two eyes, all because I had to take a photograph. No regrets though. The photos I took were wonderful but sometimes I would ponder what it would be like to have most of your memories kept in your heart and mind over a terabyte-worth of electronic photos. I looked at most of the sunsets and sunrises through the lens. Perhaps I should have stared down against the sun instead while inhaling every breeze of sea air with much fervor. What a nice memory would that be?Read More