I was playing with a Canon 1Dmk2 camera and a 50mm f1.4 lens. We'd been to the Blanton Museum in the morning and dropped by the Galaxy Cafe on West Lynn St. for a late lunch. Belinda was looking out the window and I brought the camera up to my face and clicked the shutter.
Everything felt calm back then. Now we live with much more trepidation. We haven't dined in a restaurant since the first week of March and we plan more carefully when we leave our house.
It's funny, to me, that a photograph can so clearly communicate calmness. But there it is.
I have to confess that those big, solid Canon 1D$ cameras were a lot of fun to play around with. Good for the biceps as well. Discreet? Nobody paid attention to cameras back then so who cares?