I was walking through the city.
Eating a sandwich. Worst sandwich ever.
Then I saw something. A man on his phone. Foot up. Chatting away. Oblivious to the tram. A perfect urban moment.
I needed to capture it. So I did — With my phone. That’s the thing about smartphone cameras. They’re always there. No need for a bag. No lenses. No f-stops or other fiddling about. Just reach and click.
Capturing life’s weirdness.
Some say real photographers use proper cameras.
Big cameras. Heavy cameras. Cameras with tripods and all that jazz.
But most of us aren’t that. We just see stuff. Interesting stuff. Weird stuff. Stuff that’ll be gone in a second.
Smartphones let us grab that stuff. No big bags of gear needed.
I use a Leica too. We are often together. But not always. Sometimes work takes me places. That’s when the phone comes in handy.
It frees us up. No pressure to be fancy. No fiddling with settings. No whispering “ISO” like a prayer.
Just point and shoot.
Have fun. That’s what matters.
Photography is about seeing. It’s about noticing details. The small stuff. And the strange stuff. Maybe the beautiful stuff.
The best camera? It’s the one you have with you — as the saying goes.
Even if it’s the same thing you use to Google: “Why is my sandwich terrible?”
That works too.