You know what would be fun? To go lepak somewhere bright and moderately sunny with the cousins and the aunts.
Armed with a simple Nikon FM2, a 50mm prime lens and several reels of ISO 100 film. Nothing complicated: no zoom, no white balance, no motors, and no batteries even.
The women cluster around, chattering cheerfully, an occasional upwelling of laughter erupting forth.
With a click of the shutter speed knob and a minor twist of the aperture control ring around the lens, the exposure is set, an operation that feels so natural that one wonders if it was something greater than engineers that designed the FM2.
The men huddle in a group discussing the latest developments in social-political-economics scene, and sometimes, football.
The camera’s shutter release is a purely functional protrusion with a hole in the middle to attach the cable release, not a curved shiny button engineered by the aesthetics department. Depress the silky smooth mechanism, and the spring loaded shutter pings open and close- a strange twanging sound of a discharging spring rarely heard in the world of digital cameras.
The young ones scatter around, the boys running around and the girls not being entirely girly too.
Pulling on the film advance lever is feels like cocking a gun. Through the aluminium lever, one feels the frame of film being pulled out of the projection screen as an unexposed frame takes its place. The action of pulling on the lever winds up the spring that drives the shutter mechanism, the stroke ending with a click as the final ratchet engages and the lever is free to snap back to its original position.
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A week ago, there was this questionnaire with the theme of Four floating around. Here is an excerpt:
Four jobs I would stink at:
Four pretend nicknames I’m making up for myself:
Four movies I have watched over and over:
Four alcoholic beverages I’ve enjoyed on offshore vacations:
Four places I would rather be right now:
Interesting reads
Armed with a simple Nikon FM2, a 50mm prime lens and several reels of ISO 100 film. Nothing complicated: no zoom, no white balance, no motors, and no batteries even.
The women cluster around, chattering cheerfully, an occasional upwelling of laughter erupting forth.
With a click of the shutter speed knob and a minor twist of the aperture control ring around the lens, the exposure is set, an operation that feels so natural that one wonders if it was something greater than engineers that designed the FM2.
The men huddle in a group discussing the latest developments in social-political-economics scene, and sometimes, football.
The camera’s shutter release is a purely functional protrusion with a hole in the middle to attach the cable release, not a curved shiny button engineered by the aesthetics department. Depress the silky smooth mechanism, and the spring loaded shutter pings open and close- a strange twanging sound of a discharging spring rarely heard in the world of digital cameras.
The young ones scatter around, the boys running around and the girls not being entirely girly too.
Pulling on the film advance lever is feels like cocking a gun. Through the aluminium lever, one feels the frame of film being pulled out of the projection screen as an unexposed frame takes its place. The action of pulling on the lever winds up the spring that drives the shutter mechanism, the stroke ending with a click as the final ratchet engages and the lever is free to snap back to its original position.
A week ago, there was this questionnaire with the theme of Four floating around. Here is an excerpt:
Four jobs I would stink at:
Cosmetics salesperson
Bikini waxer
Upper secondary mathematics teacher (I’m sure I’d step way out of the curriculum and mess everyone’s impressionable brains up)
Pianist at the London Philharmonic Orchestra
Four pretend nicknames I’m making up for myself:
The Dodgy Calligrapher
Double Clutch Wei
Fluffy the Dragon
Rosebud *cringe*
Four movies I have watched over and over:
Not really over and over, but these are the closest
Hero
Spirited Away
I Am Curious
Titanic (joking; I can’t think of any other)
Four alcoholic beverages I’ve enjoyed on offshore vacations:
The only alcoholic drink I like is coffee with a bit of Baileys Irish Cream
Four places I would rather be right now:
Home
Anywhere with the cousins
Anywhere with the Malats
Europe, with alot ofsufficient money
Interesting reads
Labels: meme, personal, photographic equipment
posted by Tan Yee Wei at 6/22/2006 01:37:00 pm
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