The DigCam can certainly not compete with the scanner when it comes to capturing flowers for cutout purposes.

   Since I have taken pictures of the scanner it is only fair that I also scan the camera: Two of my love affairs with machinery. But where I credit the scanner for co-generating this whole meticulous practice of walking, collecting, and transforming weeds into images, the digital camera has been more seductive into a sort of gluttony of recording. I snap away a lot, as a form of visual diary - looking back through the archives I see the traces of my shifting preoccupations. In what concerns the S-weeds there is material for many a narrative about the findings and losses brought on by the particular position in relation to suburban space management that I have adopted (siding with the weedy underdogs).

I wrote in 2001. Now, in 2004, my new camera - an Olympus C-750 Ultra Zoom - beats the old Kodak without even trying very hard. Am getting used to getting close up under field conditions. My old pix look gritty, gritty, gritty in comparison.

This time I didn't put the Olympus on the scanner, and the Kodak has retired into a constantly unfocussed state, so for the portrait I borrowed my sister's Canon Power Shot A20...

©Eva Ekeblad, Göteborg 2000-2001