Andy has now got me into lomography too...I bought him a real camera - it uses actual film! (can you tell how young I am?) - at Christmas. I really liked seeing the photos he was taking, but thought it was probably too fiddly for me.
But! Now he has bought me a little plastic camera too. I haven't taken real photos since I was about 14.
The whole process of looking reminds me of the state of mind needed when drawing.
It also has the bonus of distracting me from the loss of Lyra. Nothing ever takes the thoughts of her from me completely, and I wouldn't want it to, but grief is so, so exhausting. It is good to let the mind at least pretend to focus on something else.
In the film Blade Runner the replicants take lots of photos. I always interpreted that as their way of trying to hang onto their lives, because they knew they are going to be so brief (in the film the replicants are built to have a limited life span).
Ever since Lyra died, I have found myself taking endless photos on my phone. Photos of everything. Of us out walking, of us eating dinner, of us on the computer, what I'm wearing, sunsets, town...Now I have a real film camera to use as well. It seems more magical, not knowing what the pictures will be like, if they will have worked...
And in each photo a moment is captured, so that even though everything in life is truly without stability, without ground, for a moment I can make things stay.