On my little red Canon on the other hand, when I do get the picture, it's more satisfying, even if a little blurry. The colors are rich, the dimensions true, the details layered and the lighting nuanced. I realize that the Instagram pics I love best are those taken with a non-phone camera and imported to the app. And looking at the photos I brought back from Jamaica this last time, and also from my son's graduation, and I'm starting to feel as if I missed recording some precious memories by relying on the surreptitious ease of my phone. Not that I haven't got some wonderful photos with my phone, especially outdoors. But when it comes to the fleeting moments, it's a crapshoot (pun intended?).
All this to say, I wasn't really happy with the photos I took when I was in Jamaica with my mom and the rest of my family two weeks ago. I'm sorely missing the photos I neglected to take. I think the key is intention. With my Canon, I raise the camera and frame the photo and I mean to take the picture. With my phone, I'm snapping haphazardly a lot of the time, and hoping to catch something worthwhile. Just for fun, here are some random photos taken with non-phone cameras and run through Instagram. They don't prove my argument or anything. I just felt like putting them up.
Photos from top:
1. My daughter and my mom in St. Lucia two years ago.
2. My husband at the orchid show last Spring.
3. With Aunt Winnie before she was bedridden and when my girl was still in braces
4. My son and my niece replicating a pose from when they were tiny humans.
5. The original picture. Maybe he thought the dress was cake icing.