My Little Billingham Bag
I’ve never understood why photographers will empty their bank accounts to buy expensive cameras and lenses, only to end up carrying them around in cheap bags that damage the equipment, their shoulders or backs or all- or super loud ones that scream “Steal me, please steal me!”
I love my little Billingham bag. This is not advert. The brand doesn’t know I exist. My Leica M and 2 lenses or just my Q often come with me in this bag. The padding is solid, the colours ooze taste and confidence. I avoid the blue and red ones because I consider them too loud for my taste.
My kids are on vacation. We spent this afternoon playing table tennis under our mango tree. The bag hang on a branch watching us, and I thought: “ Wait a minute, you can’t just hang there watching us sheepishly, lend me your camera let me photograph you.
So… enjoy these photos of my little camera bag.
There are two types of photographers: Those who don’t care about what gear they shoot, as long as the photos are great, and then there is us; who take as much pleasure in the process of making the image as we do in the images themselves.
What kind of photographer are you?