always think that when friends show me their tremendous collections of travel photos. The same think when in the midst of a concert, I see people taking pictures with cell phones or video recording everything they can. Sometimes I get carried away by the emotion and sack me too the phone - I bought it just for the camera - and start to take photos or record the moment.
And while I do ask myself why I do it?
Suddenly I'm thinking that the Internet is that many people, even professionals, who are recording the same as me and your recordings will exceed mine not only in quality but also on technique and positioning. I conclude then that if I wanted to watch a video or photo of that show, I'd rather see one that is the work of these special beings and not one of mine. So not worth the effort I make to bother me - and possibly inconveniencing others close to me - to record the show at the expense of precisely miss it. For that, I think, if you're watching the show through the little screen of your device is what you are missing live and direct, without intermediaries, among other things, the reason you are there.
Following this logical inference that usually last me 30 seconds to one minute left to burn or attempt to take photos.
inexplicable ever justify this action of mine in the fact that I was recording the show for me to see another person, it affects me, that I could follow. But this idea left dishes on the floor when excited by showing the Video recorded with so much expectation, so noble intention and poor quality graphics and audio, I got a reply, standard smile while telling me that it had been part of the show in Youtube. Why then recorded? I turned to ask.
And all these questions together lead me to another: Why I bought this camera phone?
say, so to speak.
And while I do ask myself why I do it?
Suddenly I'm thinking that the Internet is that many people, even professionals, who are recording the same as me and your recordings will exceed mine not only in quality but also on technique and positioning. I conclude then that if I wanted to watch a video or photo of that show, I'd rather see one that is the work of these special beings and not one of mine. So not worth the effort I make to bother me - and possibly inconveniencing others close to me - to record the show at the expense of precisely miss it. For that, I think, if you're watching the show through the little screen of your device is what you are missing live and direct, without intermediaries, among other things, the reason you are there.
Following this logical inference that usually last me 30 seconds to one minute left to burn or attempt to take photos.
inexplicable ever justify this action of mine in the fact that I was recording the show for me to see another person, it affects me, that I could follow. But this idea left dishes on the floor when excited by showing the Video recorded with so much expectation, so noble intention and poor quality graphics and audio, I got a reply, standard smile while telling me that it had been part of the show in Youtube. Why then recorded? I turned to ask.
And all these questions together lead me to another: Why I bought this camera phone?
say, so to speak.
