Monday, June 08, 2015
photo ops
I am dreadful at taking pictures, whether with a digital camera, a phone, an iPad, a whatever. I can't recall whether earlier generations of technology afforded me better phot-op success. That Kodak Brownie Starflash: did it make me a better photographer? Maybe. (What a gorgeous memory of the flashbulb brightening, hot, then cooling into a star-cooled sculpture of immediacy.) I can't quite figure out what makes me such a poor photographer. I have discernment and scale and compositional talent with words, but visual artifacts? Not so much.
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