The black/white photos I use for headings in my blog were shot by my beloved Robert Doisneau. I use that term of endearment out of a cherished respect for a photographer who captured a timeless essence of human wistful foibles.
Many of Doisneau's shots were staged from the original circumstance. Mine wasn't. Just trying out a new cami. Here's the deal.
As I walked down the camera aisle in Costco, a little Flip comcorder just jumped right into my cart and said, "Buy me, buy me." My reasoning was, "It's probably an orphan and needs a home," as it went through the checkout with me.
I unboxed it in the parking lot, became acquainted with the minimal buttons (much to my liking), put it in my purse and drove off to the health food store. As I waited in the checkout line with my groceries, I took the Flip out of my purse to give it a try. You'll find the results below.
