On the table sat my little Canon R100 wearing a TTArtisan 50mm f/1.2—a setup so small and unassuming it barely looks like it should work. But that’s the charm. This combo has become my favorite for travel days when I want to move quietly, shoot quickly, and carry almost nothing. The manual lens forces me to slow down just enough to notice the light, the rhythm of a street, or the way a moment tilts into place. It’s imperfect in all the ways that make photography feel human again, and honestly, that’s why I keep reaching for it.