I’m always trying to take pictures of the moon. I fail to capture its essence every time. The phone camera does the moon dirty. However (!!!!!!!) every now and then I take a picture of the sun and I am so pleasantly surprised. It always looks so shiny and a little bit ominous (when it’s somewhat cloudy out).
everytime there’s a full moon or an eclipse, I force myself to go outside—even if it’s dark, even if it’s freezing—just to take a grainy little picture. A quiet little ritual
i love that our seemingly high-tech phones still cannot do the job of capturing the moon‘s ethereal essence. it’s so humbling and vulnerable to attempt to take a photo of her and have it come out all ugly and orb-like. it’s literally none of ur business to see what she looks like anytime apart from the present moment!
(and please don’t tell me if samsung or google pixel have invented technology to do a better job of this. it wouldn’t sit right with me… like trying to sneakily undress a woman without her consent when she has explicitly stated she’d rather remain demurely clothed and mysterious)
