There’s a strange little lie that clings to photography like static: that better photos come only with better money. Magazines repeat it, YouTubers spin it into endless reviews, camera companies sell it with polished language about “innovation” and “pro.” And quietly, almost without noticing, photographers begin to believe it. They wait to start until they’ve saved for the new release. They feel embarrassed about their modest kit. They scroll through spec sheets like lottery tickets, convinced the next model will unlock their vision.