The King is dead: long live the King!
I think when I get home I may just sit and hold my old, (ca. 1984) faithful, Nikon and weep quietly.
Digital is awesome, no film to lug around (or fill the freezer with), instant preview, faster time to print, no image degradation over time. But I feel the same sense of melancholy and loss that I did when I realized my beloved LP’s had become obsolete and that CD’s had officially taken over (although I am still stubbornly hanging on to my records and turntable). When film does officially become relegated to history’s proverbial dust bin, I’ll miss it… the smell of a freshly opened film canister, the tactile joy of being able to open and load a roll in the dark, just by touch, the smell of darkroom chemicals, the rush of anticipation when picking up prints at the lab…
Of course, now I’ve got to get busy getting drawer upon drawer full of negatives and slides scanned and stored; which will then become the wonderful game of keeping up with / transferring to the new “standard”. (anybody remember 5 1/4″ floppies?)
Oh well, progress marches on… we either fall in step or get left behind.