Thursday 13 August 2020

Fujifilm Instax Mini 90 Neo Classic

 Here is my eternal conflict with photo cameras. There are two kinds: toys and workhorses. I have a fantastic workhorse, it has been with me for a long long time but I never had a toy, because I never truly needed one. However, lately, I am very careful and protective of my workhorse, as getting another is not exactly cheap and I kind of really need it for my promos. Not that I didn't really need it before, it just ... I dunno. It's a pickle. 

     As for toys, I always wanted a street camera. Something maybe in a range of a grand, something small, capable, fun, light, pocket-size. Like, say Fujifilm X100V, even though I would have opted for something with a fiercer macro mode. But something like that. Retro, adorbz, hipster, quirky. 


Of course every time I started looking at photo gear with a thousand bucks in my pocket, the thought of buying a street lense for the money always seemed like a much better idea and taking photos as good as I know I am capable of with proper gear (workhorse). Buying a spare workhorse just to have it sit in your drawer seems kind of counterintuitive. Kind of rude, really. But the toy still needs to be kind of proper. The good ones are costly and if you are going to spend so much money, it may as well be a workhorse. But then you need extra gear and all my gear is for Canon. Damn it. 

     So, you can see my timeless predicament. I've had this issue for as long as I'm a photie. And I've taken photos with my phone, I've considered purchasing a tiny printer which will make me adorable fake polaroid print-outs, I've almost even printed some of the photos I've taken in the past fifteen years, though maybe only a couple. 


We're going on vacation at the end of the month and I am again torn between what I desire/feel like I should do. To drag around my workhorse gear on every hike, just to make five Instagram landscape shots ... yeah, sure, I can do that. I've always done that. It does feel rather nice not to sweat into your 15-pound backpack, though. NOT drag it all and take maybe some shots with my crappy Samsung4? NOT take pics at ALL??

     I have decided to put a bandaid on a bullet wound and test a little bit of the hipster retro quirky waters, by purchasing a hundred bucks worth Instax. It *ZIIING*ed instantly as I saw it, but the conflict now burns ever stronger - now my already barren blog and very lagging Instagrams will truly be left behind while I focus on the bullet journals... But again, I've been meaning to focus on my journal since Prague, since one has been gifted to me, and, to come full circle, you can actually take some really nice pics OF a bullet journal. Am just saying. 



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