May 2014I just thought I’d post a little reflective update on the loss of my M9. To be totally honest I’ve not actually missed the camera that much. Sure the financial loss is irritating as I could have put it’s second-hand value to good use in easing pressures elsewhere in my life. In my usual ‘devil may care manner’ I just got another credit card and bought a new aspherical 28mm Emarit - Is it optically better than my old Canadian 28? - not in any significant way that I can tell, but it’s a very lovely lens, plus a lot smaller and that’s worth an extra stop or two in being easier to hand-hold at slower shutter speeds. But, the experience has certainly driven me back into the arms of film and it is a love re-kindled. As I no longer take photographs for any reward other than that of the satisfaction of sharing my life’s experiences through photography, I do not need the convenience of process that a digital camera offers. Although I initially embraced the instant feedback of a digital camera, as I once did with Polariod, I can live without it. I like to think that there is perhaps a little more emotional resonance in film, but accept that it is perhaps an experience of process more in the mind of the photographer than audience. Digital or analogue really doesn’t matter (to me) too much, the important thing is to place yourself in the centre of life’s curious canvas - just like Jackson Pollack! .