A funny thing.

First of all, why? (Because.)

Secondly, what? Everything? Only Minolta? Old? (well, of course). Duplicates? Buy? Trade? Receive out of nowhere (“I’ve got this old camera – do you want it?). Decorations? Shooters? It’s about the photo, not the camera, stupid! And why are cameras black so they show all of the dust?

The stories – oh, the stories. My dad’s Balda Jubilette, me squinting into the sun waiting f-o-r-e-v-e-r for him to take the picture. My Mom’s Kodak Brownie Hawkeye, which produced only tilted photos; the Rolleicord later owned by a member of the Dutch resistance in World War II; my first SRT-101.

Camera collecting is a funny thing.