This is my old rig. I love this camera. Its about 40 years old and can take an amazing shot.
My Rig for 3 years
It was also a gift from a viking god, so that’s cool too.
But what I love the most about this camera is the body. Theres a line from that film, that film with that guy… anyway the line is ‘Nobody can keep this heap running but me’
And thats the way I feel about this camera. Its got tricks. Tricks I know.
Mostly though its got character.
Even though I’ve made the Digi switch, my heart will always be jammed with its shutter release button.
The other day I was in the city having a little river walk with my camera.
There was a nice light comming off the river. Reflections from the Casino. I thought I should grab a few shots before popping over to the Casino for a drink and a feed.
So I worked my way around the bank until I found a nice little spot with a few angles to work and started popping off some shots.
All I wanted was some detail on the leaves...
I wasnt close enough to the water. Low light coupled with a slow shutter and zoomed lens made it tough to get what I was after. I wanted to get some macro acton on those leaves! So I went down two steps closer to the waters edge where I slipped on some tidal mud. I smacked my lens on the ground as I mud-shuffled. I got a bit dirty too.
The UV filter on the lens was a bit banged up and muddy but nothing else appeared to be busted. Apart from a red face and looking like a bum everything was alright. A bunch of indian couples chilling on some nearby benches were laughing, which i would have been doing too. It was pretty funny.
I doubted I’d be able to get into many places in the city with a bloody muddy knee so I decided to pack it in and head home to play some Limbo.
Before I left I snapped this one.
And that was Good Friday 2012