Camera stuff
Feb. 22nd, 2003 02:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaalaAnd I'm sucked further into the vortex of camera obsession...
I now have my dad's flash, to go with my grandmother's Olympus OM-1 and 50mm, telephoto, and wide-angle lens. This adds a whole other dimension. The only problem is that the Olympus, in an effort to be ultra-compact, was manufactured with a removable hot shoe which has now been lost. Dad sent a bulky bracket-type deal which attaches the flash to the camera but it's big and cumbersome, not to mention intimidating to any potential photo subjects. ("Aaah! It looks like a newspaper photographer!") I can't find a replacement anywhere; in fact, nobody in town has any idea what I mean by "hot shoe".
Last weekend, I took a whole roll of pictures using the flash just to make sure I wasn't doing anything wrong. Got the photos back today and they look fine. It sure beats using a slow shutter speed and praying that the pictures don't turn out too blurry. There's one photo in particular that I'm most pleased with: a housemate frozen in mid-jump, brandishing a wooden sword.
(It's about time I gave my housemates names, eh? I'll call this one Herbert.)
I now have my dad's flash, to go with my grandmother's Olympus OM-1 and 50mm, telephoto, and wide-angle lens. This adds a whole other dimension. The only problem is that the Olympus, in an effort to be ultra-compact, was manufactured with a removable hot shoe which has now been lost. Dad sent a bulky bracket-type deal which attaches the flash to the camera but it's big and cumbersome, not to mention intimidating to any potential photo subjects. ("Aaah! It looks like a newspaper photographer!") I can't find a replacement anywhere; in fact, nobody in town has any idea what I mean by "hot shoe".
Last weekend, I took a whole roll of pictures using the flash just to make sure I wasn't doing anything wrong. Got the photos back today and they look fine. It sure beats using a slow shutter speed and praying that the pictures don't turn out too blurry. There's one photo in particular that I'm most pleased with: a housemate frozen in mid-jump, brandishing a wooden sword.
(It's about time I gave my housemates names, eh? I'll call this one Herbert.)
