“A picture is worth a thousand words; A fine art print so much more.” - Steve Denby

My daughter Alexandria has just returned from a trip through South East Asia. Stephen and I had been waiting impatiently at home for updates, occasionally getting a few photos on Facebook and Instagram — her way of checking in, letting us know that everything was okay.

When she returned we could finally look through all her photographs. A computer filled with images, captured moments, potentially some of her favorite memories.

It just didn’t feel right though. There's something getting lost in this digital age, something "off" about scrolling through thousands of photos that overwhelm you by their numbers, but will later be lost and hidden away on a hard-drive or in the cloud.

I suddenly realized she’ll never have the experience of taking a roll of film to be developed... opening the envelope and looking through her prints for the first time. Weren’t they some of the best moments? Reminiscing with old friends in fits of laughter … but also some of the worst.

So I told her that she had to print her photos! And after a bit of resistance she agreed. “I need you to test the new version of Workspace” worked a treat.

I think she liked the experience. Picking out her favorite images, seeing her face light up as she scrolled through them, remembering all the great times while she was away.

She texted saying that her packet of prints had arrived, so I texted back: “What do you think?"

“Pretty cool. I like it.”

“What’s the best part?

“Sharing them with my friends. It feels nice to hold them in my hand.”

Enough said.

Sonya x