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In a moment of weakness
Jan. 26th, 2004 08:49 pmI find myself wanting a digital camera.
I don't actually want a digital camera. I like pictures I can hold in my hand, and those with artistic merit. Digital cameras, in general, can promote the lack of both these characteristics. Of course, 'analog' cameras have similar flaws. It's just that digital cameras make it so much easier to share awful pictures with me.
This diatribe, by the way, is not in any way a response to anyone's digital photos, or website images, or livejournal icons. I'm speaking in General Terms and Grand Themes, here. Your mileage may vary, as will shipping costs to Alaska and Hawaii.
I met a girl from Hawaii yesterday. She was nice, and we ripped up on the Bush administration and talked smack about the only-in-name Clean Skies Act and Healthy Forest Initiative. Dean supporter, very pleasant. Then I loaned her my cellphone because the battery on hers was dead.
I had a very good Samaritan day yesterday. I was kind and friendly to many people, gave alms to the poor, and drank a poor cabernet while watching Elijah Wood save the world in "The Faculty".
What does that have to do with digital cameras? Well, I'll tell you.
Nothing. Nothing at all. Not a weensy bit.
The only reason I occasionally find myself wanting a digital camera is to put a picture of something online. No, really. Yes, do recover from the shock. I'll wait.
(Digital camera photos also have this odd almost-fuzziness to them I dislike. I don't know, maybe it's the difference between widescreen and "edited for television". Whatever.)
So, since my desire to take a digital picture of something (digital due to uploading convenience only) occurs around once in a blue moon, I'll stick with my 35mm "analog" camera with actual film in it, and then promptly leave it at home when I go on vacation, and never develop the pictures on it, sparing the world the horror of my artistic vision.
It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it.
(Watch, I've tempted some strange corollary of Murphy's Law, Cosmic Irony Division, that will require me to buy a digital camera next week. Just you wait.)
I don't actually want a digital camera. I like pictures I can hold in my hand, and those with artistic merit. Digital cameras, in general, can promote the lack of both these characteristics. Of course, 'analog' cameras have similar flaws. It's just that digital cameras make it so much easier to share awful pictures with me.
This diatribe, by the way, is not in any way a response to anyone's digital photos, or website images, or livejournal icons. I'm speaking in General Terms and Grand Themes, here. Your mileage may vary, as will shipping costs to Alaska and Hawaii.
I met a girl from Hawaii yesterday. She was nice, and we ripped up on the Bush administration and talked smack about the only-in-name Clean Skies Act and Healthy Forest Initiative. Dean supporter, very pleasant. Then I loaned her my cellphone because the battery on hers was dead.
I had a very good Samaritan day yesterday. I was kind and friendly to many people, gave alms to the poor, and drank a poor cabernet while watching Elijah Wood save the world in "The Faculty".
What does that have to do with digital cameras? Well, I'll tell you.
Nothing. Nothing at all. Not a weensy bit.
The only reason I occasionally find myself wanting a digital camera is to put a picture of something online. No, really. Yes, do recover from the shock. I'll wait.
(Digital camera photos also have this odd almost-fuzziness to them I dislike. I don't know, maybe it's the difference between widescreen and "edited for television". Whatever.)
So, since my desire to take a digital picture of something (digital due to uploading convenience only) occurs around once in a blue moon, I'll stick with my 35mm "analog" camera with actual film in it, and then promptly leave it at home when I go on vacation, and never develop the pictures on it, sparing the world the horror of my artistic vision.
It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it.
(Watch, I've tempted some strange corollary of Murphy's Law, Cosmic Irony Division, that will require me to buy a digital camera next week. Just you wait.)