I went to the art gallery expecting my snaps to come out clean, raw, emotional, inspiring. But I couldn’t get into the last room at the back because several gorgeous women were recording the artworks on high end mirrorless cameras suspended in the air on avant-garde gimbals that stabilise themselves using motion sensors and electronics.
I walked through, hesitatingly, a budget DSLR on my person; they laughed as I awkwardly trudged by, on account of me having a Pentax camera slung around my neck apres snapshitting session.
>“Who is he? Is that, ew, an old Pentax?”
I could hear them chide…
>“Does he think the interchangeable lens makes him a kinok?”
They tried to whisper but their scorn and derision and mocking filled the cool gallery air.
They were walking through the exhibits with gimbals that corrected themselves with motion sensors, and I promptly left the Gallery with two dozen blurry snapshits on my measly 2GB SD card…