Actually, this post should be called The Day I Forgot My Camera Card.
Because that’s what really happened. I brought the camera. I forgot there wasn’t a memory card in the slot.
It was a complicated day. We were going to visit the HMCS Haida, a retired battleship that served during WWII and the Korean War. The ship is docked in Hamilton, Ontario and is now open for tourists. Before we left, I grabbed my camera bag. Usually I have a memory card inside my camera, AND a couple backups in my bag.
But on arriving at the battleship, I suddenly realized that my big, fancy camera was… useless!
(And no, I do NOT have a smart phone.)
I experienced a moment of panic.
Could I really enjoy this visit withOUT a camera in my hand?
Well, it turns out that I didn’t have to. You see, the nieces and nephews were with me. I soon realized that my 10-year-old niece had brought her little digital camera. There was nothing fancy about this little camera. It’s probably older than she is. And (lucky for aunty), she let me borrow it while she and her cousins explored the ship with abandon.
(Note: It’s been awhile since I used one of these cameras. It took me a few photos before I knew I wanted to disable the flash.)
Here are three things I learned:
1) While the “fancy” DSLR camera gives me more control over my pictures (like depth of field, etc.) the little digital camera gave me… pictures.
2) And the photos were pretty decent. They’re not as big as I’m used to. But they weren’t bad.
3) Creativity is in the composition. Inspiration should never be dependent on a fancy camera.
P.S. So, what if I hadn’t had the “backup” camera? I think it’s okay to just enjoy the journey. You don’t HAVE to document everything. While I prefer to have my camera with me, I also know that my concentration does go to my picture-taking. Which means that I just don’t sit back and admire the view.