Madness struck – I splashed out half a month’s wages on a camera. My little family will starve, they’ll wear cardboard for the winter, but fuck it we’ll have good photographs.
In a way it’s more important. For the last while – especially watching Nippity growing up – I’ve been cursing the shitness of what should be great photos. In 10 year’s time, 40 year’s time, 60 years from now, I won’t remember the month we starved or froze to death because I bought a camera. I suppose if we freeze to death I won’t remember it next week either. Na ja. At least the pictures of unrepeatable, never-again-to-be-captured moments will be there.
Something had to be done. If you’re going to take those photos at all, they should be fantastic. Hopefully ye’ll notice a marked improvement in picture quality from now on. My only worry is that the camera still isn’t good enough, but that’s another matter. Some food and clothes etc. are a necessity or I won’t be able to take any photos at all