I used to take a lot of photographs. Once upon a time, I even thought I would become a photographer. Then I didn’t get in to the photography school I wanted to go to and I went to Bolivia instead and fell into geography. Since then, my photographic outings have become more and more rare. Now, except for when I’m traveling, I almost don’t take any photos at all.
Not even in social situations. Before, I was always the one with the camera, but now everyone has a smartphone and everyone wants to photograph all the same things and it becomes just so tedious. For everyone involved. So I don’t bring my camera along anymore. Despite the fact that the quality of a photograph taken with an SLR is just so much better than one taken with a phone. I don’t take photos anymore. It feels sad.
Maybe going out in search of photographs could help me get out of this frustration hole I’m in right now. Maybe I should dust off my old Canon EOS 400D. We’ve been through so much together, after all.
The house where my cousin Jonatan lived for a while last fall.
Katja Malmborg 