A different camera may produce a different picture but won’t necessarily make YOU a better photographer by itself. Just like a different motorcycle won’t make you a better rider. It could inspire you to ride more, or photograph more, and through practice become a better whatever.

Working digitally is pretty simple and fun at times. The darkroom, well, it’s just different. I’ve never attached the term “fun” to it.

I love to see how other people photograph the same things as I do. It’s remarkable how many different ways you can see something.

Soooo…Mr Williams…
Having a different camera wont make me a better photographer?
Correct?
My Ipod Touch is good enough, then my day automatically jumps to my Ipad…no wires…no chemicals…and the editing tools are fun.

Guess I’ll buy an old Triumph…and keep learning what good pictures are…looking at yours.
Of course the subjects are of mutual interest.
The best thing is, I ride where you do, and you capture things from familiar areas I dont see until you share. Thanks.
Ride on….capture on.

Maybe someday I’ll find out!

Never quit dreaming! You may only ride one machine at a time, but there is something to owning vintage bikes.

I have occasional camera lust but I realize it’s more romanticized about past glories than anything having to do with marketing. I’m not looking at new digital cameras but rather 50 year old wooden view cameras or Leica IIIc’s. Had a phone conversation with a photographer friend this evening and we were puzzling over our continued attraction to the darkroom yet once there we hate it.

Past glory and romance. Time to move on. Quit fussing with that. Same with wanting some old BMW airhead. Geez. Who needs the headaches.

The Vespa works fine. I need to quit wasting my time dreaming of other machines. I can only ride one at a time.

Wait a minute — I may write like Peter Egan. He doesn’t write like me! And he was far better stories. Wish I could spin yarns like he does. That would probably require me to have more interactions with other people…

I’ll let you know if I find any similarities between the dialect in the book with what I hear around me. Lots of mining towns still here though the coal industry is a whisper of it’s former self.