Snow - 6D - 40

Friday 9:15am. 12/28/12
The first real snow and the first real shot with the 6D and 40mm bargain lens.

The snow from this morning is of the heavy, clumpy, wet variety which is good for snowballs and making snow forts but not so good for your arms and back when you're shoveling the driveway and sidewalk. Not such a simple word, snow has many more meanings for those who live through a winter rather than say for dwellers from warmer climes, who tend to freak out at seeing a few flakes.

Merry Christmas!

Zoo Lights

Saturday 8pm. 12/22/12

19 W. Madison

Friday about 8:30. 12/14/12
Reminder to self. Don't shoot jpeg at night. It's like post-processing on a tightrope. Go RAW!

October 1998.
The first Twomey wedding, Mag in her parent's home in Ireland.

Cheap lens - expensive camera

Tuesday. 12/11/12

Canon 40mm f/2.8 for 149 bucks. I was without a body to try it out on so I stuck it on a 1DS III that we had in the office. At one time that camera was 7000 bucks. An unlikely match, so I made it even worse by shooting through a dirty second floor window. At least the late afternoon sun was warming.

This lens is a keeper. Compact and lightweight, it even has a manual focusing ring that works! Plus a solid metal lens mount. Just one shot at 5.6 to test out the center and I put it back into the box.

Faux Pinhole Leaf

 

Tuesday around 7:08am. 12/11/12

At the end of autumn, my wife is highly suspicious of trees that stand to the west of our house, particularly the yard has been cleaned and the winds from the west bring new visitors to our property. This big fellow is about eight inches long and I have no idea where his original whereabouts might have been.

Another Twomey Wedding

1999 or 2000.
One of the nice things about being a repeat photographer for a family is that I tend to remember the people. The gentleman seated on the far left I remember from shooting a wedding in Ireland in 1998. My assistant and I had sat on the flight with many people who were also attending the same wedding. We followed him in our rental car and having gone around too many roundabout on the other side of the road, I had turned as green as the grass in Ireland. I seem to remember my assistant opening the door as I fell out directed only by gravity.