I don’t believe in Camera’s, never have, and probably never will. I appreciate photography; I love it in fact, it’s more that realization that photography is one medium I will never master.
Cameras capture moments, ideas, thoughts, and feelings among other things. But there is a difference between photography and girls who just like to bring cameras everywhere. The same girl’s who post 600 photo’s each Sunday. Every smile, every spilt drink and every toilet hugging waste case. Each moment of there evening stolen for all to see on facebook.
I have been on trips to France, Dominican, Cuba and obviously the States. I have never once brought a camera on any of the above-mentioned trips. I suppose I’ve always had a pretty good memory and would rather remember the moment and the feeling as opposed to the ‘picture frame’. Besides with technology these days it’s easy to just say, “Hey can you email me some of those”.
That said; every facebook photo of me is one that I have been tagged in. Consequently I am usually drunk or high on something which leaves my eyes strayed and face looking like some god dam awful paparazzi picture one would suspect to have Perez Hilton draw all over.
Maybe I should start carrying a camera, this way the image captured would always be one I could censor first. Yet, I don’t care; I will always be seen through the camera of some long lost friend who I happened to bump into one night, never my own.
