Having an iPhone (or whatever your weapon of choice) is an all too convenient way to snap something – right there and then. It captures the moment – if you will.
Add your ‘app’ to that, ‘Instagram’ or whatever you fancy, and you too can look like someone with a keen eye for a photograph.
Of course, we end up with mostly nice, high quality photos of the kids, the dog, the sunset, inanimate objects, last night’s dinner, dodgy spelling mistakes on signs, or a part of the body that used to require the services of a ‘dark room’ not that long ago (if that’s your thing), and we’re happy campers. This would have been unimaginable only a few years ago. Unless you were some kind of tech-bod. Which I’m not.
I remember my first trip to New York in the winter of 1999. It’s just as well, as I don’t have any photos of it. Maybe I’m making it up for that now? Here’s to something and nothing…