Monday, May 25, 2009

Taking it with you

In a pub in Galway, Ireland – The King’s Head, I believe – I was at the bar reloading my camera, a Leica M6. 
The fellow next to me remarked what a nice camera it was and said, “I’ve a lovely camera too, and I’ve had it for thirty, forty years now. When I die, I’m leaving it to my grandson. Maybe he can get a little money for it.”
I thought about that over a sip of Guinness, and said to him, “If it’s about money, then take the camera with you when you pass. Send back pictures. He’ll get a lot more for those.”
That’s the thing about photography, if you could take one thing with you when you die, most folks would choose a camera.

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