I still think that the best way to view a photograph is on paper. However magnificent, sharp, defined and clear a picture can appear on a digital screen, there is still something infinitely soothing in holding it in your hand, printed on paper.
I have been taking photographs since I was a teenager and have always enjoyed it. Not just the actual photography itself, but particularly the excitement during the wait, as the film was developed. Once the printed photographs arrived, it was wonderful to re-live the moments captured within the images, all over again.
Still today, in the age of digital photography, I long for the same sentiments. Even though the modern cameras, combined with computer technology, make it easier to take multitude of shots of the same subject, enabling us to choose the best one, the notion of looking at the final print is still a very original one.
Today I sorted out my newest photographs into photo albums. Amazingly, the albums are becoming more difficult to find commercially. At least to a reasonable price. Nevertheless, Sundays are perfect days for quiet afternoons spent reflecting and recollecting precious moments time, while looking at their snapshots in print.