Since I was a child, seems like I always owned a camera of some sort: boxy, plastic things picked up at garage sales that worked with roll film, my first SLR purchased from my paper route proceeds, my dad’s old Canon AV-1, a darkroom in my parent’s basement or apartment bathroom. Glad I had the experience, and I don’t miss any of it. Digital SLR and compact cameras and even cell phone cameras these days, smaller, lighter, less fussy makes it more likely to be on hand and easier to concentrate on the end result. I do very little post-processing of images, I suppose years of doing film work without a darkroom taught me to see the finished image as I am composing the picture.
The best pictures for me are the ones that invoke feelings, tell a story, provoke wonder or amusement. We live in a world full of moments of wonder.