If you have come thus far, all the way back to the dawn of photography, you may be like me and enjoy taking your time manually focusing and, alone with your thoughts, concentrating on the object of your photography.
Maybe it is the spirituality associated to capturing your version of reality and not being sure [instantly] you have accomplished anything. Maybe it is the intensely emotional look the silver crystals give to your street photography. Maybe the way they go about images, the slight imperfections that impart a sexy, yet surprisingly revealing flavor, that is missing in the lifeless limbo of digital photography.
Or maybe because, like me, you grew up in some grainy dust depression, and you are frugal in a severely Dickens’ way … when it comes to spending on equipment.
I am a lifelong black & white photographer interested in the interpretation of life by the artist, his personality [which generally transcends in inverse relation to the technical refinements of his work.]