My Nikon D4 with a good lens on it weighs roughly 500 pounds. I’m amazed by how many years I managed to lug it around everywhere, back when I cared more about an impressive depth of field than having two free hands.
The commitment to getting a high quality shot on the fly requires an amount of ambition I no longer have. I still have a strong urge to capture a striking sunset (I apologize for the quantity of those, I can’t help it) or a charismatic dog, but now, a simple cell phone shot will do. It’s a camera my back has better tolerance for, and it’s the one I’ve always got.
To drive my images into even further decline, my iphone doesn’t even have a good camera in it. The majority of them are grainy, blurry, underexposed chunks of data eating up my storage. But I save every single one of them, quality be damned, and sometimes, I love them.
Here are some of my favorite low-fi snapshots from my low-fi archives.