My mirror
The beginning: touching for the first time a camera and the lesson on aperture priority and the mirror. The age is not important.
The dark laboratory where I diluted the developer to get all the grays tones in B&W photography.
The moon story of Hasselblad.
The disappointment with the first colored photos and the big developing machine which had the keys for nice, neutral colored postcards.
The mistrust in digital photography and the feeling of becoming obsolete in the field.
The small jump to the digital environment where in the beginning everything seems possible.
The perception that I remain an enthusiast exploring through the camera my own point of view.
Now it’s time for mirrorless.