Back in 2003, I got bit by the photography bug. Bad. As my wife recalls, this was during a period when she actually knew more about computers than me. I'd just bought my first Mac and got a Canon G2 mostly because I wanted an excuse to play with iPhoto. But then I started teaching myself some photography basics, took a couple thousand photos, upgraded to a better camera, and – most importantly – bought a bunch of really terrific photo books. I even took a photography class at the USDA Graduate School, which I'd recommend for anyone who ever finds themselves with a few months to kill in or near DC.
Camera backpacks are cool and all…
But that mammoth SLR, I slowly stopped carrying it around. Not totally, but mostly. A quick scan through the pictures I've taken since 2005 is strange. Forty consecutive pictures of some couch cushions, followed by five sunsets, followed by an SD card's worth of pics from my Grandma's 90th birthday. I get it out when I'm so moved, but apparently only if it's An Event or something beautiful near home.
Mind you, most of my favorite pics from the last few years were taken with that camera. There's the one of Meg. The lighting in that could have only been captured by a nice lens. There's a metric frak-ton of Baby Jack pics, the peanut that finally convinced me having kids might be a nice idea. I'll no doubt take thousands more pictures with it. (Digital cameras actually do last that long, you know.)
But the best camera is the one in your hand.
It's an extraordinarily old adage, but true. And my phone, with its measly 2 megapixel lens, is the first camera I've owned that actually stays with me all the time. The picture quality is just good enough to make it worth using. The noise might be obnoxious as hell, and you better have a hell of a steady hand in anything other than open daylight, but I've seen worse. And as this site reminded me, the idea that you can take awesome pictures with crappy cameras is nothing new.
That, and I can absolutely 100% guarantee that I wouldn't have caught my cousin Ansley with a whole orange in her mouth, Tim's impossibly hot lunch-on-a-dare, or Jason in the midst of a late-night hostile takeover with any other camera, no matter how stellar the optics.
Out of a thousand useless crappy snaps you take with that Nokia, in five years, there's likely to be a few you'll wish you'd saved if you're not saving them somewhere. I'm just sayin'.






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