I love/hate taking photos. When I can't take a walk in a pretty place without a camera I wonder if I am being robbed of the actual experience by moving myself behind the lense. Instead of laughing WITH Gweny I want to catch her laughter. Instead of smelling and enjoying the flower as I walk by - I stop and try to get the perfect angle for a photo.
On the other hand, isn't the photo experience evidence of my love and respect for something beautiful and artistic? Ambivalent. That's OK.