I tried to like it, I really did, and there are a couple of things I do quite like about it, but I just can’t love it in anywhere near the same way I love analogue photography.
I carried digi gear around for three or four years or so back in 2006-2009 but, in the end, I opted to sell it all and buy my Leica film gear. Now I’m much happier. Because, although I took a million digital shots, none bar maybe a handful of them really mean anything to me. They just don’t seem to me to be on the same level of photos I get using film, even with all its associated quirks.
You know what really did it for me? The time I inadvertently left my bag of camera gear at Christina Falls in the Mt Rainier National Park. I didn’t get it back until the next day as someone had found it and handed it into the Ranger before I got back to the spot. So it gave me time to think about how I would proceed with my photography without my familiar Olympus stuff. And doubts about digital in general started to creep in.
Irony is, I’d never have been able to afford Leica gear (or Hasselblad for that matter) in the past. It is just that everyone was selling it to buy digital gear so it had a price drop. Now, of course, the powers that be have created cameras that take all the old lenses so the prices are skyrocketing again.
This is the sort of subject though that tends to work quite well in digital I think, without large areas of smooth tone like skies where I find the digital look quite clinical and unlovely.
The important thing in this picture though, is that it is of something beautiful of the kind that is never too far away to see if we are really looking.