If ever I get a smart phone, it will not be because I need to be able to make a phone call at any time or any place. It will not be so that I can watch streaming material on a tiny screen. I won't want to text or read my e-mails.
No, if I get a smart phone, it will be for the camera. In fact, I wonder if there's a way to get that camera without all the other technology attached. I've done a bit of research, but if it's out there, I haven't been able to find it.
I have what once would have been a fairly expensive camera, at least for my budget. But I can't figure out how to make it take the same quality of picture. And it's big and heavy. I envy the folks who have a camera that fits in a pocket. It needs to be a large pocket, but I'll never have a pocket big enough for my fancy camera.
Last week I made my way to the AWP bookfair to meet the writer Jeannine Hall Gailey in real life. We've been communicating online for years--we think it's at least 10 years. We're Facebook friends and blogging friends and we've even sent each other long e-mail exchanges. In short, there's a depth to our friendship that I don't have with all of the poet/writer friends I've met online.
Her spouse took pictures, both with the smart phone and with my camera. My picture prompted a response that I usually have: despair and the thought of teeth whitening, hair lightening, more sleep. Here's the picture with my camera:
Later, Jeannine posted the picture from the phone. It's taken a minute before the one above. Same lighting, same people, same time, same location, but what a difference:
I know that people who post on Instagram have a variety of filters to make their pictures look beautiful. But having a better quality picture to work with must help too. I must remember this as I'm looking at the pictures of others.
Later, on Saturday, my grad school friend and I went to the Chinese gardens--it's a beautiful oasis in the middle of Portland. Sure enough, we just happened to see Jeannine there. Again, her spouse took a picture, which she posted later:
We chatted for a few seconds and then went our separate ways.
I've had a lot of serendipitous running into people at AWP, but this one may be the all-time winner, just happening to see each other at an off-site attraction, one as beautiful as the garden.
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