There are some days that I wish I had my old film camera. It definitely wasn’t convenient, but I knew all of its quirks and could make it do what I wanted it to do. I like/hate my digital camera, but I can’t help thinking that it’s smarter than me. During the night, it probably reports to its digital overlords that it has again foiled my attempts to take a decent picture.
It would probably help if I read the instructions or took a class, but where’s the fun in that? It’s me against the camera–cue evil laugh–Bwaaahaahaa!
Back to my original point that has yet to show up in this entry.
I was going to show you some of my finished pieces.
The camera won. I’ll try to get some respectable photos of them when the camera isn’t looking at me.
Bastard camera.
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Make ya a deal. You teach me how to cross stitch and I'll teach you how to take pictures! :)
Bastard camera that drains batteries.
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