I lost my camera yesterday.
Playing with a Galaxy Note had me so caught up in it, that I absentmindedly left the brown paper bag that I was holding (with my camera in it) on the counter and walked away.
Now here's the thing about my camera: it's bloody good.
I've never, ever seen a better digital camera than the one I own. Perhaps it's familiarity, that I know just which settings to tweak for that desired hue, focus and exposure. Perhaps it's the big lens that makes the photos come out so good (someone suggested that as a possible reason). Perhaps it's not the camera but the photographer*.
Over time, I have developed a steadier hand too, accustomed to the weight of my camera, that allows me to take far clearer photos in low light conditions than other people can take with their cameras, or even what they can take with mine.
With my camera gone, I had only my phone as a photo-taking device and its crappiness disgusted me. It worked well only in sunshine, there was no flash (not that I ever use flash, even in my camera), it cannot take macros and I just cannot have that kind of control over it that I have over my camera.
Though that article tells you that the camera does not matter, I believe that it does, to a certain extent. A photo-taking device must at least be able to Focus on objects!
The happy ending of the story is that after a few shed tears, nearly an hour of 'I hate this day, everything sucks' and walking around and around refusing to come to terms with the fact that my camera could actually be lost, I found it**.
This camera, a 4-year-old, Rs. 9000 Samsung S85, with none of the flashy features that you find nowadays in most digital cameras, not even slim enough to fit into my pocket, with a frustratingly long 5-second flash recharge time and a little on the heavier side, is the love of my life for taking such good photos for such a long time, occupying hours of my time while I experimented with it, capturing so many embarrassing photos and memories and earning me so much appreciation for some of the things I clicked with it.
I leave you with a photo I took with it yesterday.
* that's something my dad used to say whenever people marveled over his photos and asked him about the camera he used. This was before he bought his dSLR, and he used a Nikon film camera.
** we asked at the Samsung Galaxy Note stall. They said they hadn't seen any bag of that description. But little did they know that during their lunch break, I had lost that bag and the guy standing in for them had kept it safely inside. Hah. I found it. Sweet, sweet recovery.
Playing with a Galaxy Note had me so caught up in it, that I absentmindedly left the brown paper bag that I was holding (with my camera in it) on the counter and walked away.
Now here's the thing about my camera: it's bloody good.
I've never, ever seen a better digital camera than the one I own. Perhaps it's familiarity, that I know just which settings to tweak for that desired hue, focus and exposure. Perhaps it's the big lens that makes the photos come out so good (someone suggested that as a possible reason). Perhaps it's not the camera but the photographer*.
Over time, I have developed a steadier hand too, accustomed to the weight of my camera, that allows me to take far clearer photos in low light conditions than other people can take with their cameras, or even what they can take with mine.
With my camera gone, I had only my phone as a photo-taking device and its crappiness disgusted me. It worked well only in sunshine, there was no flash (not that I ever use flash, even in my camera), it cannot take macros and I just cannot have that kind of control over it that I have over my camera.
Though that article tells you that the camera does not matter, I believe that it does, to a certain extent. A photo-taking device must at least be able to Focus on objects!
The happy ending of the story is that after a few shed tears, nearly an hour of 'I hate this day, everything sucks' and walking around and around refusing to come to terms with the fact that my camera could actually be lost, I found it**.
This camera, a 4-year-old, Rs. 9000 Samsung S85, with none of the flashy features that you find nowadays in most digital cameras, not even slim enough to fit into my pocket, with a frustratingly long 5-second flash recharge time and a little on the heavier side, is the love of my life for taking such good photos for such a long time, occupying hours of my time while I experimented with it, capturing so many embarrassing photos and memories and earning me so much appreciation for some of the things I clicked with it.
I leave you with a photo I took with it yesterday.
* that's something my dad used to say whenever people marveled over his photos and asked him about the camera he used. This was before he bought his dSLR, and he used a Nikon film camera.
** we asked at the Samsung Galaxy Note stall. They said they hadn't seen any bag of that description. But little did they know that during their lunch break, I had lost that bag and the guy standing in for them had kept it safely inside. Hah. I found it. Sweet, sweet recovery.
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At first I was like Haww. Coz you click amazingly well. And then I was like yay. =P
Also, nice photo :)
That is very lucky!
And I know what you mean when you say that about your camera - I had (have?) exactly the same feelings about the Sony W55 I had before my sister spirited it away to London.
Thegirl - Hahaha, same here, but multiply both emotions by 50 or 100 :P
Sahil - I thought she has a dSLR of her own! Why did she take your camera? :O
Yes she does! But she insisted that she needs a small camera too.
You should've insisted you need a camera too :P
I do have one actually, but I don't like it quite as much :/
Then you should've given that one to her :P
I can only think of one condition and that's low light where a better camera genuinely helps. What phone do you have btw?
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