Ok, I admit it. I’m a bagger, a list ticker, a trophy collector. I’ve accepted what I am and I’m not going to change. Over the years I’ve collected lots of different things from Matchbox cars, tin soldiers and beer mats as a youngster to sea-washed bricks, mountain tops and footpaths as an adult. I love nothing more than pouring over one of my extensive range of maps while listening to one of my extensive collection of Classical or Jazz CD’s while drinking from a selection of ground coffees, planning my next hill walk, mountain climb or even footpath to add to my extensive collection. And, I love cataloguing and listing these collections too. Beside the total satisfaction of using a view camera I believe that is the reason I am more than happy to stay firmly in the analogue photography camp for now. I am able to amass a collection of images on celluloid; to hold them, cherish them, file and catalogue them, count them up and work out how far they would stretch if lined up end to end (OK, perhaps I’m revealing a little too much about my personality now!).
Letter from Scotland – Hidden Depths
March 21, 2011
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