Sometimes all it takes is a single word. One word with power enough to turn my pigeon-holed perspective of life into an eyes wide open IMAX experience.
I’m a practical person. Using the same camera for years and years is how my brain works. Ordinarily I’d find comfort in using the same camera day after day, month after month, year after year. But what happens when that camera conjures up bad memories? Memories of months at the hospital. Taking pictures of procedures. Documenting the months and days leading up to my DH’s death.
This month I did something I thought I’d never do. I took pictures with a new lens, and I took pictures with a different camera. And you know what? I LOVED it! So, my ordinary camera is officially semi-retired. It will be loved by my son until I ask for it back. And when it comes home, it will take up residence on a shelf where I can look at it and remember. In the mean time, I’m enjoying using film, experimenting with a mirrorless camera, and even enjoying a cropped sensor camera again.
Change. Scary yet essential.