. . . When he was a young lad ?
. . . There was a time (during my younger days), when I would despise these sorts. But with maturity has come a new found respect. There they stand in all weathers, preaching the word of God. Very few passersby ever take any notice, yet still they carry on unabated and just as enthusiasticly.
If you believe in something that strongly, you surely deserve respect ?
. . . No other camera can cause the photographer to expect so much.
No other camera can create such a high expectation amongst others of the photographer and his work.
No other camera can create so many ‘old boy networks’.
No other camera can create such a clearly defined line between `Us and Them`.
No other camera can be the cause of such hate fueled jealousy by those who do not or simply can not own one.
No other camera has accumulated so many famous photographers and images, and as a result, be the sole cause of all the above.
The question that will really bake your noodle is, are these qualities good or bad ?
Leica CL, Canon Serenar 50mm f1.8, FP4+, Rodinal, Epson V500
. . . There’s something about shooting film that gives your pictures an instant touch of ‘Age’.
Maybe it’s because film itself is an ‘old’ medium and any photographs taken carry that history with them?
. . . I had a Leica M8 and a Leica CL and then, for some strange reason, sold them and bought a Canon G9 & 350D.
Very quickly I realised I’d made a mistake and that ALL my favourite pictures were taken with the Leica’s. Six months later, I had an M8 & CL again. Continue reading “Why I Shoot with a Rangefinder . . .”
. . . due to the unique design of a Rangefinder, you could take an entire days worth of photo’s and not realize you had the Lens Cap on the whole time. This is made even worse if your Rangefinder has Through-The-Lens (TTL) metering and you can’t figure out why it isn’t working.
This short video always makes me chuckle, but is a constant reminder that we are only human . . .
Leica M8, Voigtlander 35mm f2.5
I must admit that as a Country Dweller, I find the City a confusing yet exciting place to be. Maybe that’s why, whilst City Dwellers head in their droves to the Countryside on a sunny weekend, I choose to leave the tranquility of the Pastures Green and head to ‘The Smoke’?
Wasn’t sure if this Guy was Making a Call, or Answering a Call of Nature . . .