Study: Bookshel(l)f, 25 February 2017
Recently events have led me to believe that my camera of choice, a Pentax K-3 that has been my workhorse for two years or so, has become a curmudgeon. The shutter curtain has taken to erratic sticking. That it happens more when it is cold only reinforces the notion that the camera is a grump. With a bit of spare time over the weekend I embarked on a testing program to better understand the "stickiness". Testing involved a long slew of rapid fire and bracketed exposures. What I was able to isolate is that the shutter curtain does not stick when the particular lens I typically use, a Tamron 10-24 mm zoom, is disengaged from the body.
Very curious, says I. Additional fiddling determined that gentle nudging on the lens body, particularly with a warmer camera, would temporarily alleviate the shutter stick. Good to now I have a bit of a workaround, but the accountant in me said start saving up for a new lens. Equipment, man, you can never seem to have enough.
So here is a gratuitous shot I took while testing indoors, getting a handle on light and exposure. Enjoy!
Retro Cans of Preserved Vegetables, February 1st, 2017
Ordinarily it is black and white that dominates the spillage on the page here at Oncatography. There are exceptions to that rule of thumb, of course. Today the above fascinating examples were spotted during a shopping expedition (culinary research mission) at a local Asian market. There was something wonderful about the 'retro' look of the cans and the vibrancy of the labels that begged for a photo. A tabletop photo session followed upon arriving back at home base. Photography is hungry-making work!
Easter Sunday, 2011, and the day started with a beautiful sunrise. Appropriate, don't you think? The morning was spent in hot pursuit of leaves and brush, dandelions and clippings, topped off by a walkabout with the lawnmower.
Later, I was in the house, catching my breath and cooling off when I happened to look out my bedroom window...and what did I see?
Why, the lovely Easter tree, you see.
In that moment, all was right in the world, and I sent up a prayer of thanks for my good fortune.
Happy Easter, one and all.
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