oscarfrancis

Photography comes and goes in phases for me; I have been absent here for some time but I guess it's starting back up again. I broke my beloved Sony DSC-R1 last month. It still turns on, the circuitry and lens and everything seem fine and it still takes pictures, but the physical controls don't function correctly (barely at all), and I was quoted WAY too high a price for repair. For now I'm borrowing my mother's little-used Pasasonic G2 (a Micro Four-Thirds camera, which is something I've been considering for some time now) with kit lenses. Frankly, I don't like it much. The controls are too cumbersome (not as many dials as the R1 and the in

I enjoyed Avatar. Really. But my brain is starting to hurt from seeing so much bloody Na'vi fan art and from reading testimonials from people whose lives seem to have been somehow changed by this (very unoriginal) movie. They are silly giant blue cat people. I don't get the obsession. Blah.

 there are no words to describe the magnitude the epictude of how much i just failed i caught the train into town with my trenchcoat freezing my ass off stood over the river the fog was perfect it looked like Bladerunner dark grey sky, red and gold lights on the skyscrapers disappearing up into the clouds set up my tripod pulled out my camera I'd ask you to show me a picture... sinking feeling but I have a hunch you can't i've forgotten my tripod mounting plate. ;aosiht;alskmgfpoasjtgal;smglashdgf;laksmdgflkaushjtl;asg Oh well, if I'm understanding the bureau of meteorology's website correctly, the fog might be even bet