Retro is all the fashion. VSCO takes my photos and adds film simulations from the heyday of analogue photography. Whenever that actually was. We could debate it, but I’m going to put a shout out for the 70s. My Fuji camera itself, like most Fuji X series cameras is designed with an eye to popular cameras of the 60s and 70s. Music from the 70s and 80s is back in fashion, and Hollywood remakes have now moved onto 90s ‘classics’. My oh my, films from my teens are now classics.
I’ve gone a bit retro myself this week. I bought a book. Two, in fact. Real, paper books. I’ve got plenty of digital books on my Kindle /iPad. But I’ll be totally honest. I still prefer a real book made out of paper with actual ink printed onto the pages. It’s just so old fashioned, I know. And I’m not normally a Luddite. But this is one area that digital did not make anything ‘better’. More convenient, yes. Cheaper, sometimes. Easier to browse and purchase, absolutely. But flicking through the Amazon website is a poor substitution for strolling into a bookshop and spending time picking physical books off a shelf. Especially now that so many bookshops have wised up and installed sofas and coffee kiosks.
Did anything prompt my switch back to reading from dead trees? Why yes, now that you ask, there was something. I bought a Lonely Planet travel guide to Andalucia on my Kindle for my Malaga trip. It was a constant source of frustration. I can tell you now, that that is one genre where a real book beats the pants off the digital version. You need to flick from page to page in random steps. It’s just a ton easier with a real book. Yesterday I popped into Waterstones because I wanted an Eyewitness Guide to Delhi, Agra and Jaipur to complement the Lonely Planet guides I bought a couple of years ago. While I was in Waterstones, I also noticed a book by Chris Patten that I’ve wanted to read for a while. Then I ordered them off Amazon, the latter for just a pound something second hand. I know. Twas a terrible thing to do. Please forgive me.
Today’s photo is a summary of the point I’m making. No matter how fabulous modern motor yachts may be, no matter how luxurious they become, they’ll never quite match the authentic thrill you get aboard a small boat with sails. It’s the subtle difference that comes from being at sea rather than simply on a boat.