The internet is a funny place. While some are worrying about which lens to buy for their new DSLR, and others are worrying about whether or not the rumors of a new Nikon D50 are true, or if the colour rendition of an EF85 f1.8 is as good as an EF70-200f4L, I'm sitting here worrying about my pictures. I have this terrible feeling that they don't exist. There's an old IT expression that says that digital information doesn't exist unless it's in two places, and even having most of my work backed up to another computer, I still feel uneasy. I have very few prints of my digital photographs, there's nothing of them that I can pick up, touch, hang on a wall, write on, tear to shreds etc. If electricity suddenly stops working tomorrow, I know I'll have much more to worry about, but my photographs will most certainly be gone. So I'm going to get some prints made. Lots of them. So when people ask to see some of my work, I can show them real photographs, not a computer screen, and I'm not going to worry about those lenses!

Ah yes, the picture... I just fancied a high key shot rather than my usual blacks. And our new bathroom is very high key!