Oh my Nikon, my Nikon.
Apparently, the world is either too light, dark, hot, cold, vertical, or horizontal for his delicate sensibilities. And that’s when he remembers to take his cap off.
Our conversations usually end in an argument, though he does most of the talking -- driving home his points with lots of charts and graphs and whatnot.
If I disagree, he seeks his revenge, and flashes someone at an inappropriate moment.
So maybe my old camera isn't so pretty, so smart. Maybe he wears an old athletic sock when traveling from place to place.
And maybe he’s a little slow on the trigger; has a problem with focus at certain critical moments.
But at least with my Canon, if I blow on his lens, he perks right up.
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OK I was all about the top photos poised to gush. The last photo caused me to lose my enthusiasm. Well buck up Sissy. You're learning and lordy those top photos knocked my flip flops off. We've all been there....it's hell. My little silver Mac trashcan runneth over ....still.
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I don't know how you guys, and you know who you are, do it. Likely I never will. But you know what -- I enjoy the effort. Because even if I can't capture what I see, at least I see it. You'll just have to trust me on that one.
I wondered if the cat still came around.
The new N has some great potential. Such discerning shots.
We'll get a good photographer to take a portrait of Newt. She's a beauty -- you'll just have to trust me on that, too.
With your brilliant ladyshutterbugging & my wonderful wordsmithing, we could make a great team. (imho)
Newt came out really well, in an arty way, the pleats on the skin matching those of the bedding. I'd love to walk round with a big camera, but haven't the patience to learn how to twiddle the knobs - and by the time I'd set the camera, the animal would be gone.
Those photos are beauties, every one. I can't figure out of the wrinkled creature is a dog or a cat or a horcrux. But you did capture a gentle side.
Poor Nikon. Perhaps he'd perk up if you helped him take his cap off. As for dear little Newt, she looks very gentle.
(in defense of blue blooded cats) Newt was not meant for black and white. She's a seal brown with the loveliest hooded yellow eye; and she's a talker.
I may have to replace my Cannon. I have had such trouble with dust getting on the sensor. Currently it has a black spot showing up in every photo. 150 to clean it.
I have to say, I'm quite enamored with my little point & shoot that fits in my purse. *smile* Keep at it - good luck!
I love my Canon but I won't stop carrying the little Olympic. The Canon is bigger, heavier. I take it out when I'm "going out shooting." But the Olympic fits in my purse, and although it can't beat the Canon for depth and style, its got a kicky convenience I won't be doing without.
Plus, you got the great shot of that crooked tree with your little camera, and my shot with the Canon is blah. It's not about the camera. It's about the photographer. So keep going.
Petrea beat me to it but I still offer this with the greatest affection:
It's Not About Your Camera
Also, make sure you have a great big, honkin' data card and learn how to use Picasa (free) or Photo Shop. And have fun!
http://www.kenrockwell.com/tech/not-about-your-camera.htm#top
The sky is beautiful and translucid.
Your Sphynx cat is just amazing!
Awesome shots, either way.
Yes, keep shooting. That first photo has an otherworldly quality to it. So does Newt.
That first tree reminds me of set decoration in HR Puffinstuff.
Newt the Nudist is fascinating. She's not, strictly speaking, my cat, but we are BFF's.
Hahahahaha Grin!
The top photo looks like one of those Vermont Weather Sticks. I think it says you're in for some stormy weather with your Nikon. Hang in there, I but there's better weather on the horizon!
Guess what? My little Canon Elph 600 whatzit finally froze up.
According to an indeterminate history, druggies boosted the thing from a bigbox store in order to return it for cash, but before that happened it was snatched all away from them in some power struggle over cocaine money owed from an immigrant worker friend of mine who wanted to set me up as a dsitributor. Apparently, Jose considered me a trustworthy guy. In most cases, I am, though I don't trust people knocking on my door at 3 a.m. looking for product. Had to turn that one down. (don't trust myself, either, with that much junk just laying around. I've seen what happens when you don't pay your bill)
Anyway, Jose ended up in prison, but before he did, he gave me the camera. We were tight like that over the years. You gotta respect anybody that works as hard as you do.
That damn camera been through dirt, mud, snow, flood, heat, cold, hardship and good times. I'll bet I snapped 5000 shots with that thing. It got so that when I travel around, I see compositions and scenes in a discerning manner wherever I go. I began to see the world sometimes as vignettes, glimpses of scenes full of life's pathos and emotion.
Fortunately, I'm starting a photography class for fall (in four weeks). I think they'll have a loaner, and I'll seek instruction on how to use something like an SLR and how to buy. I'll keep the Elph; maybe I can fix it. You gotta respect anything that works as hard as you do.
Sure was glad to see Newt again.
My cameras seem so dull after that, B.
Go online and see if anyone has suggestions for unfreezing it. I did that w/my first canon. The suggestion was to slam it on a table top. I did that and the springs popped out. It's probably all in the wrist or something.
I love the first shot.....reminds me that there's a hole to punch through to get there.
The Canon gets lucky.
The second shot--is it just me or is that a very special quality of blue? You and/or the camera sure get credit for that. Nothing wrong with the others either.
Do you think Newt would accept a hair piece? Sweater vest? I know, I know . . .
I must admit that I'm all for Canon ... ;-)
A horcrux, yes! Dear Newt could find fame and fortune in the movie world. I bet she'd be a very good actress.
I wonder if furry animals look at us naked humans and say Eeeugh! I'd love to have fur - there'd be no need for clothes or cosmetics and I could lick myself clean.
Beautifully captured photos. Great shared.
Cassy from Play Electric Guitar
Is that the furless cat? Glad to see it's still getting around, although it has a mini-mutant elephant thing going on.
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