Somehow, digital cameras have turned me away from photography. It is, somehow, I don't know... Too technical? Too easy to get a good shot? Or perhaps a part of me loved the exclusivity of photography that no longer exists.I remember the first camera my father gave me when I was ten years old. A Hot Shot camera that had a cartridge, not a regular reel of film. How gloriously exciting it was! I photographed my family and my teddy-bears. One particularly interesting photo on the balcony shows how hasty ten-year-old Varsha was too excited about photography to notice a highly unpicturesque pair of bathroom slippers in the same frame as her dolls.Around that time, my grandfather also gave me a camera - one that I could not use because film was no longer available for that one. You sling the camera around the neck and look down into it to see what's ahead. Truly fascinating - particularly … [Read more...]