Every day, I grieve for Instagram

Haje Jan Kamps
10 min readSep 24, 2021

Trigger warning: Violence, domestic abuse

Nineteen Eighty-Three. That is probably the first time I picked up a camera. I say ‘probably’ because I was born not long before that, and I can only assume that it took me a couple of years before I was able to crawl into my father’s brown and tan camera bag to explore the Canon A1 he purchased the week before I was born. He bought the camera to take photos of me, his first child. For someone who neither makes a living as a photographer nor takes all that many photos these days, I sure did write a lot of books about photography.

Haje Jan Kamps

Writer, startup pitch coach, enthusiastic dabbler in photography.