This is what happens when you ask your husband to take photos of your knitting.
I should be grateful, I guess. At least he took the above photo on purpose. He'd taken about eight photos of my new fingerless mitts before we realized that he hadn't been holding in the camera button long enough. At that point, we'd lost the light.
LB isn't exactly a Luddite; he's more pre-Luddite. He's baffled by a mouse, can't tell the difference on G**gle between a sponsored site and a legitimate hit, etc. Popups bewilder him to no end.
I had to explain to him that he didn't need to be a foot away to take a close up ... that he could use the telephoto function. I had to explain to him not to hold the camera at an angle.
This is what happens, but still, I suppose it's artistic.