When Bruno walked into the London meetup wielding a much fancier camera than mine, the model that I’d most like to have in the world, he was setting himself up to be disliked. I mean, look at him in this picture. The bastard is gloating, is he not? But getting a chance to talk to him over a couple nights of drinking totally immunized me from the possibility of disliking Bruno. He’s fun, he’s smart, he’s interesting, and he has the greatest hybrid accent I have ever heard. He also knows how to shoot (for example, note how he captured the depth and sobriety of his sitter in this portrait) and gave me a photography tip or two. The truth is, there is nobody who deserves a fancy camera more than Bruno. Next time I’m in London, I hope we get to talk some more over British ale.