Lens Envy

If you have ever wondered why I like photography, and I’m pretty sure you all have, its because its a creative activity that lets you observe things around you and try to capture events, things and points of view for posterity. My friend’s dad growing up was a photographer and he always had amazing photographs hanging up that he had shot, developed, printed and framed himself. Photography was art, but it was also science and engineering for him. When I took photography in High School I was terribly disappointed to find out that the actual science behind it was not as forgiving as I had hoped it would be. I wanted for there to be a great, simple method to take photos, print them, hang them to share, and then to repeat with other photos. I gave up on photography because the steps to produce consistent results seemed just out of my grasp and budget (film costs money and the equipment to process yourself is expensive, as was having someone else process the photos for you).

Then digital photography showed up on the scene. What had once been exposing my inability, broken by fixer and developed into a pain was now being replaced by technology that allowed me to avoid the bad process that was error prone and gave me freedom to discover the awesomeness that was photography without the older headaches. Newer photography headaches have come up in places like storage, image software needing to be learned, file sharing issues and the like, but this was a step that cut out the toughness and let me just shoot and share.

Two different friends got me excited about photography again: Norm Avery at church. He showed me his Nikon 5700 and I was blown away by the picture quality and what it could do. And Mike Mason, who showed me his awesome photos as well as shared some great image manipulation techniques in photoshop.

My biggest problem was wanting the newest, biggest camera with the most amazing accessories. I griped about it one day to Mike who plainly put it into perspective. He told me that the camera didn’t make the photographer. It’s a simple statement. It is true that a great camera can take great pictures, but in the hands of the wrong person its just as bad as my grandma buying a computer and only using it for playing solitaire! The point was not that I should never get a better camera (I did, but it isn’t the bigger camera I had envied), the point was that I had to work with what I had to maximize my use of the camera before I worried about having the $5,000 setup. I have a $400.00 camera and I love it!

I have been to zoos, public gatherings and various events and seen people with monstrous cameras and they’re just walking around holding them while they chase their kids, drink a beverage or just sitting like a bump on a log. I was at the Denver zoo and a photographer with a massive lens was taking shots of the animals and I talked with him about it a little bit. I don’t remember the info he gave me on the lens, but I do remember his attitude of friendliness. He wasn’t out there showing off his camera (though I did notice it… a LOT), but he was enjoying his art. The cat he was trying to photograph was not cooperating with taking the shot he was after and he sat their patiently waiting for the shot. It wasn’t the camera. It helped to have the camera, it helped to have a great lense (this thing was amazing), but it was not the camera or the lens that had planned the shot out and waited for the cat to move into the right place, look the right way, and executed the shot.

Mike was right. I knew he was, but it required me to change my mind about what I expected from my photography experience. Mike, along with encouragement from my buddy Dave, suggested I get the Canon S3IS several years back so that I could take the pictures I wanted (most of the time) for a price that was less than $500.00. Because my attitude about the camera was different – it wasn’t about having 500 bells and whistles and huge lenses – I was glad to upgrade from the Nikon 5700 I had had, to the Canon S3IS. The IS stands for Image Stability, which was one of the big reasons, along with a faster auto-focus and a sports setting, that I bought the camera. With two little girls I needed faster auto-focus than the Nikon had and with sports I knew that I could get better shots of them in pretty much any activity they could participate in. The camera helped, but I knew I had to learn about the camera and use its tools as a smart photographer instead of just hoping that the camera could compensate for my lack of thought.

I have a lot to learn about this camera still. I need to think more about composition, depth of field, and just about every other detail of the photos I take, but my attitude has changed. My friend Jeremy often takes great shots where the composition is great, but the depth of field grabs my attention. Mike gets the lines to draw your eye to the subject, and Sean, the childhood friend whose dad is a photographer, plays with all of the details and finds new expressions of the images with adjusting colors. There’s lots to learn, and in the end, the camera is a tool, but its no replacement for the photographer who uses the tool to make art, capture moments, and create images of memories.

If you have a hobby or passion consider adjusting your attitude about certain elements to focus on the very substance of the passion. Don’t get caught up in the trappings (unless you’re into a dangerous sport, then get into the trappings, don’t kill yourself or get yourself killed), find out what the fundamental details are and explore them. In our consumer focused world exit the ‘stuff factory’ mindset and make sure you’re maximizing what you’ve got. Then, if time and money allow, you can get the cooler, newer, bigger, better, faster, flashier thing – but it won’t be excess baggage, it’ll be the right tool in the hands of a thoughtful individual.

You can find pictures by some of the folks mentioned above at the following locations:
Sean Franzen
Mike Mason
Jeremy Doan

Jank

My computer is borked.  The puke that Abby gave it on Saturday makes it ‘exciting’ to use because periodically it will just reboot itself.  The puke is the deliverer of Funk and fortunately there is some Wagnalls coming because the fine people at the Apple store will be able to restore it to a normative state of working.  By normative I mean back to not smelling funky, having a screen that has correct color and such as well as a keyboard that responds to all of its keys being pressed.

Why get an extended warranty on an expensive laptop?  Because that will give my friend Dave something to make fun of me for.

More Barns In More Places

We’re in Kansas any more. We entered the state in the AM and will finally be out of it in the PM. It is a sad state to drive the width of because the only things to break the horizon are grain silohs and barns. Periodically a town will dot highway 70 with overpriced gas and pornography for Roman people who are 30 (XXX).

The girls are being mostly good and my iPhone is getting mostly good reception. I just want the wind to stop blowing so that the car doesn’t feel like we’re going to Oz Oh, and Kansas is the boyhood home of Bob Dole, who became a congressman and got out of Kansas to represent the state in Washington DC, a much more populous place, but you can drive through it just as slowly due to traffic and construction.

Its Like Being Dead, Only Different

I’m still here.  I’ve been working like a crazy man for the last month and some days.  I have re-written three interfaces in that time and I’m rather pooped.  I’m heading out on a business trip tomorrow morning (which is probably when you’re reading this) and will be on call for the whole trip to do work related things.  I’m hoping to get some sleep somewhere soon.  In the meantime please consider looking at pictures of things like barbed wire, my girls, or this.

If you’re in the mood some praying for my well being would be much appreciated as in 6 hours or so I’ll be getting up to begin the day’s traveling.  I’ll try not to whine since I’m blessed to be employed, blessed to have a great family, and blessed to get to see friends in Texas.

Pollster Holster

My buddy Trint is running a comments poll about cell phones and driving.  Since this is a ‘hot’ topic (because of the radio waves and radiation if nothing else) you should click on over here and leave your own thoughts.  I’m working on composing mine right now.

I’m Going to Drive, Dad

Evie told me this morning, standing with her sweater on, crocs on, a skirt, and slightly too large sunglasses perched on her cute nose, “I’m going to drive, Dad, because I’m a big girl.”

She is getting big.  But I’m not going to pay that kind of insurance premium to let her drive.

Thankful Thursday: Evie Screaming Her Head Off

Little Miss Evie, Sat on her play mat
Singing and playing away
When along came a spider out from the mat
Caused Evie to scream as she ran away

Evie was cute, but highly frightened this morning by a spider.  Her childlike innocense is slowly going away as things like spiders scare her – something she learned from her sister – who learned spider and bug fear from her mother – whom I also love.  I’m trying really hard now to be thankful for the volume of work I have to do, I’m a bit overwhelmed, but I’m making progress as a run through the pile, and there’s nothing quite like dilligence to make the work problem go away (more or less).

Allergens

I got a call from a company doing a survey on corn syrup sweeteners.  Since three of the immediate members of my family are allergic to corn, not to mention my dad as well, we got to put our two cents in on the survey.  Furthermore, I just read this article about food coloring being banned in some foods in the UK (or at least a movement to do so).  Abby is allergic to food coloring and it had a VERY intense impact on her behavior.