on this beautiful fall sunday my boyfriend and i walked around town
while we waited for a table to open up at a little breakfast place.
we stopped in at a small art gallery that i have been wanting to go to.
the exhibit was great.
paintings, mixed media, video,
until i stopped to look at a photograph.
my eyes widened and my mouth dropped open.
in this photo i could see the faint reflection of the photographer.
and. her. iphone.
i was shocked and quite frankly pissed to see her using her cell phone
to take these photos that hung in a nice fine art gallery.
i have learned over the last four years of taking art history classes
that art can be anything you call art.
it can be a single line on a piece of paper,
it can look like something a kindergartner made.
as long as you label it as art,
it is just that.
but as an aspiring photographer,
i could not help but be sincerely ticked off.
why am i bothering to learn all of the tricks of the trade
if i can just use my cell phone!
let alone spend my money on expensive equipment!
the reason i wanted to write about this is because
i want to know if anyone else feels the same way as me.
if you don’t, tell me why.