Thinking about snapshots
I got to thinking about something.
I just deleted all of the pix off my camera-phone just now. I did it before downloading any pix I took yesterday. I had a moment of panic. But then I realized that I did NOT see Elvis yesterday. Whatever I took and lost w/ my camera-phone yesterday is probably not going to destroy my life. When did I become so obsessed with documenting my life?
Even before digital cams came out, let alone small, light, cheap “tinycams”, there were certainly a ton of light, cheap, film cameras. There were times when I’d carry my little film camera with me, but rarely.
Now, I always have multiple cameras on me at all times.
My palm pilot (clie nz90) has a built-in 2-megapizel camera, I always keep my U60 with me because it’s quicker to grab and use than the one on my palm pilot, and there’s nothing more fun than the pencams (1, or 2). Also, my phone now has a camera built-in. Then, on days where photography is my goal, I have my D60 on me, which is too heavy to carry on normal days.
Seems kinda obsessive, I know. But it’s just easy to always have a camera on me. But then, I’m a techie.
This leads to alot of things; an unintentional documenting of my life, and being able to get nice shots I would have otherwise missed. Whether it’s the elusive Sandhill Crane, or just a really weird shade of blue of the sky, it’s nice to be able to grab it.
Pehaps I’m obsessive. But I’d rather be addicted to technology than to alcohol or drugs.