Photo taken from The Something Fine Project march last year
Because it wasn't just some expensive equipment, you know? (Though someone taking something of considerable monetary value does of course sting more than a little.) It hurts because my camera gear represented a pretty sizeable portion of my life. It was stuff I used basically every day - for work, for this here blog, for documenting or for general experimenting and playing around. And it was stuff I used to express myself. To express things for other people. To capture moments and objects and events, whether of great significance or great silliness. Every creative person has their outlet, and it's never going to feel pleasant to have that outlet figuratively spat upon by some wankhead.
But shitty things happen, hey. We can't let someone else's sucky life decisions and lack of conscience get us down and stop us from creating and being productive.
So I've let myself wallow for a week or so but now I'm back in the game. I'm currently reassessing my camera needs, researching the shit out of equipment and planning to replace at least the body and one lens within the next week. (Which, despite the circumstances, is pretty exciting.)
My chin is up. I've got a million more photos to take.