I am, without a doubt, very late to the instagr.am party but now that I’m here, I never want to leave. I haven’t been this excited about something since the Arcade Fire played a surprise show in a Montreal mall parking lot for my birthday. Ok. So it wasn’t technically for my birthday but it coincided with my birthday and it was AWESOME. Like instagr.am. But with sound.
Two years ago, I set aside my digital camera in favor of film photography (I was also quite convinced, at the time, that I would never own a mobile phone). I had been searching for that certain nostalgic feel in my photos and ended up finding it in a roll of film. However, the thing about film photography is that I have to lug my beefy Pentax everywhere I go, which poses a challenge when I’m at some posh restaurant with a little clutch purse and all I want to do is snap a photo of my grilled red mullet fillets with tarragon veloute on a bed of sun blushed tomatoes & chives mash (because when do I ever get to go to posh restaurants?). This means that I have been missing out on capturing moments. Many many moments since I’ve arrived in England. And moments are so important to me right now, with a looming departure date. Which is why instagr.am is rocking my world, people! My camera fits neatly into my pocket and I can take it with me everywhere I go. Snap, apply filter, upload. Instant joy! The only downfall of instagr.am is that it is reserved for iPhone users, which is truly unfortunate because I wish every single person had the opportunity to play along. If I were Oprah and had a favorite things show, I would totally get an iPhone for everyone in this audience because I am seriously hooked.
Instagr.am is my new happy place. You can find me there almost every day. It’s also proof that you don’t have to own the most expensive camera gear on the market to take a good picture. All you really need is to be so drawn to something so beautiful that you feel compelled to stop, compose and click. Because these moments? All these moments come and go so quickly — might as well stop and press the shutter and make them last a little longer.
Jeanine Caron is a regular contributor to Gypsy Girl’s Guide.