I suspect they’re going to tell me to get a new camera, but one of the things I can’t do is decent night shots. Sometimes the imperfect shots I get work, like the one below, I think. That’s looking down 7th Avenue, on my way home from choir rehearsal. But I’d like to feel more in control of the outcome.
I actually majored in photography, undergrad, believe it or not. I’ve forgotten a lot, unfortunately. My step-father, who paid for my college education, is rolling over in his grave.