I wonder what it is that I find so interesting about an interesting
sight/photograph/light. The images alone seem like footprints, as if I were collecting traces of a mysterious and elusive creature, the static record of a living process. Their meaning remains mysterious. In any case, I'm especially attracted to human artifacts dissolving back into the air/water/earth/&c. from whence they came.
I must have carried my camera and tripod hundreds of kilometres for every frame exposed. It's easier to release the shutter more frequently with digital equipment (no worry of wasting film), but their displays discourage me and invoke longing for the analogue connection of light.
I'd like to share my slow-growing archive of digital images (but they await processing before posting), and slides which have yet to be scanned. (Anyone have a slide scanner?) Meanwhile, some old photos remain.
For those interested in the equipment I used...
I remain somewhat disillusioned with the 35 mm SLR format (digital or otherwise). For fine photography, high resolution cameras with movements are preferable if not essential; however, as digital SLR cameras continue to improve, and with the addition of tilt/shift lenses, the format is more interesting.
For my own purposes, the difference between images produced with a good compact camera and those of an SLR is too small to endure the greater mass/size/cost of an SLR. In short, smaller cameras make more pictures, and if quality is first priority, then carry a heavy tripod and a large format view camera into the field.
The digital camera market is (like so many markets) rife with hyperbole and misleading information, not to mention too many choices: incentive to keep a list of noteworthy cameras (still relevant if not regularly maintained).