Memory Carda Casio photo journal by Andreea Coțofană

08 11 2026

Jurnal #02. An event, a borrowed flash

Sunday 5 photos 9 on the card, 5 shown.

  • event
  • flash

A friend had her first exhibition opening on Saturday. An event is the hardest place to not have a phone, because an event is the one place everyone expects you to document it.

Placeholder for a photo of the gallery entrance with people's backs, a poster on the wall.
07 11 2026Entrance. The poster is hers. The backs are everyone else.

I counted. In the first ten minutes I saw maybe twenty phones up, filming the same wall. The pictures on that wall are film photographs she spent a year on, and they were being watched through a screen at arm's length. I had a Casio in my pocket and I felt, honestly, slightly stupid.

Placeholder for a photo of a crowd of raised phones in front of a wall of prints.
07 11 2026Twenty phones. This is the photo the phones were taking, taken from behind them.

The flash problem

Galleries are dark and white at the same time. The Casio's flash makes everything look like a crime scene. For the first hour I shot with it off and got nothing but grey smears. Then a photographer who was there, with real gear, saw the camera, laughed, and said just use the flash, that's the look, that's why you have it. So I did.

Placeholder for a flash photo of the artist in front of her prints, overexposed, red-eye.
07 11 2026Her, with flash. Red-eye and all. She said it's her favourite photo from the night. I believe her because she doesn't say things like that.

Who takes the photo

Here is the thing I keep coming back to. At an event, when you have a phone, you are a photographer for strangers. You take the photo for the people who aren't there. With the Casio I only took photos of what I was actually looking at. There's no wide shot of the room. There's no photo of the drinks table. There's her, there's the two people I came with, there's a window.

Placeholder for a photo of a window at night with the gallery reflected in it.
07 11 2026The window. The whole room is in the reflection if you look. I didn't notice when I took it.

Around ten the battery gave the warning it always gives, and I put the camera away. After that I was just at the opening. I think that's the version of the evening I'll remember, and there's no photo of it, which is fine.

Placeholder for the last photo: the camera's low-battery icon on its own screen, photographed in a mirror.
07 11 2026Last frame. Low battery, in the bathroom mirror. Every entry seems to end this way.

For next time

  • Charge the battery the night before, not the morning of. The charger is slower than I remember.
  • Flash on, from the start, no arguing.
  • Ask the person whose event it is if they want a photo. They usually do, and it's usually the best one.