You’ve got to love Leica: who else would offer an eight-thousand-dollar camera that shoots only black-and-white photos. If I were rich I’d buy one.
Little-known fact: my first job was as a photographer. My friend Joel Cunningham had a darkroom in his basement, and we took pictures and sold them to our high-school classmates. (Good way to explain not having a date at the football game.) But we were purists: the only film we employed was Kodak’s Tri-X Pan (or in some rare circumstances Plus-X Pan), and my camera was an old Rolleiflex TLR that I had bought used for more than I could afford but way less than it was worth. That was a great camera; I wish I still had it, and I wish I still had some of the pictures I took then.
