And my choice for theme this time is zoom. As in ZOOM~!
AM I BRAGGING?
No. If there’s one thing I never do it’s brag. I am the most humblest expert in non-brag since Uriah, I have a black belt in not-bragging. So?
So I do like to share joys, and one of the things I most belove is the zoomer on a modern camera. My beloved older camera is a Canon, a sort of middle of the range non-SLR with built in (on?) attached lens.
But: that wee lens can ZOOOOOM~! Boom boom! Like this—
—taken in town the other day, a shot of a building City Hall (and those who enjoy the profits therefrom) would love to demolish … but they can’t, yet, ‘cos it’s under the protection of the Heritage folks as being of sentimental/historical value (to some oaf, somewhere). So here’s yer wide-angle shot and there, below, is your full-zoom shot.
Thank heavens Mr Canon thought to shove a stabiliser in too … ye gods …
… and even then I fired on the upward roll. Now, flash forward to today’s snaps snup on my walk.
Our target, should you wish to hunt it, is on the skyline behind the white building near centre. Good luck …
And what we boil down to is this—
—which is just one of the several I took as the stabiliser fought both me and the wind—
Impressed? No, silly, not with me—I’m just the goof holding the miracle.
My first camera was a Brownie 127 (I was rapt~!). I could get eight exposures on a film (broad daylight only) and still think some of the best shots I ever took were with that tolerant little beast. Well worth the several day’s wait for the prints to come back from the chemist …
wasn’t upmarket even in its heyday, but I love it.
AND IN DEFENCE
of these snaps: it was a hot day out there and the air gets shimmery … in still clear air those snaps would’ve been a lot less atmospheric—
“Mr Argus, Sir!”
“Yes, Little Virginia?”
“Pun alert, Sir.”
“Don’t fret, Kiddo. I’m British. We’re allowed puns …”
And to finish, here’s a nice heffalump. The cafe recently spent thousands removing the rusty old guy, and shipped him to Auckland where he was refurbished and shipped back. Now he’s back up we’re informed that this entire city block is to be demolished—
—anyone know of a corrugated graveyard for elephants? It’s a challenge, I tell you—and the answer to all questions lies in the ancient “cui bono”? (Sure as hell ain’t no elephants~!) (Nor taxpayers …)
So let’s finish on a high note …
—a work in progress on the wall of the “Million Coin” oriental food sellers in Tay Street. (I’ll post another of the wee fellow when complete.) (Him, not me …)