cold street
I don’t think any of my “crappy cel phone pictures” are really worth a damn, but what I do believe is that, given enough of them, they take on a character all their own which nearly creates a “style” of photography not unlike those of real photographers. I have been in so much of a photography slump lately. I haven’t picked up my Leica for a few months and I have over thirty rolls of HP5 Plus to home process - a drudgery of a duty that is insanely boring. The crappy old cel phone makes digital pics right away, and with the punch of a few of its buttons, it will upload to my photo.net drop area.