Fuji X100T

The Year of Living Mirrorlessly

The Year of Living Mirrorlessly*

A great essay by Randall Armor up on PetaPixel.

This is one of the best pieces of writing on photography gear and being a photographer I’ve ever read. It’s right on point, well written, humorous, and informative. It seems to be pushing the Fuji X100T but in fact, it’s pushing this deeper ideas about photography and photographers.

“I see you rolling your eyes right now. Sure, Fuji probably went a little overboard cashing in on Leica fever. But why not? Camera companies stay fat and happy by understanding their customers’ psychology. Once you’ve gotten the Id, the Ego, and the Superego out of the way, photographers’ personalities can be further distilled into three subcategories: your Poseur, your Old Poop, and your Shooter.”

I’d love to think I’m a “shooter” but I may have a sprinkling of “old poop” folded in as well.

“For Shooters, having too many choices is just that– too many choices. They know that hauling around a bag full of lenses only makes it that much more likely that they will have the wrong lens on the camera every time that once in a lifetime shot presents itself.”

Amen.

*The Year of Living Dangerously is a fantastic film by Peter Weir. Well worth seeing if you haven’t seen it.

Woman and flying saucer

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My flickr contact Tatsuo Suzuki posted this fantastic billboard portrait taken in Tokyo, Japan of an elderly woman hunched over with various bags in front of a billboard with a flying saucer in it, among other things. If one projects, it looks like the weight of her bags and her concentration on walking is keeping her from noticing a flying saucer. Or, she’s making eye contact with its alien driver. Incredible, what a juxtaposition!

Taken with a Fuji X100T.

Frances at lunch

Frances at lunch

Santa Monica, California.

I haven’t been able to get and post recent shots of my now 100 + year old mother because it’s tough to get her to open her left eye (she’s nearly blind in it) and she’s been sick. So, the past few trips out here to LA haven’t been fruitful for mom portraits. I managed to sneak one in at lunch yesterday.