I apologize in advance. This is a winy, feeling sorry for myself post. So be warned, if you are the type of person who hates negative energy like myself then please do not read further. I promise though, it will be the first and last said on the subject. After that, it's buried. I made my decision now I must live with it.
About a month ago I sold my camera. It was like selling a limb. I really had thought I could live without it. I had my point and shoot camera which I figured I would use more as I could easily pop it in and out of my pocket quickly. I stopped taking on gigs and my photography became more as a hobby. Which I enjoyed more. So I thought I wouldn't miss it. But daily I find myself moaning about the loss of my beloved camera. It was amazing and after I added an extremely sharp lense to it, it took remarkable photos. Shots were rarely missed.
However, my little point and shoot camera is wonderful for those spur of the moments shots, but it nowhere near compares to the quality of my old camera. I noticed it a few days after selling it. Spring had just arrived and suddenly our property was coming alive with colour and growth and I was missing it. It really hit me when one day I glanced out my window and spotted birds taking a bath in the pond. I grabbed my point and shoot and snapped a photo, but I was too far away and along with the flapping of the birds wings and splashing of the water, the image came out blurry. My other camera would have captured it. I could enlarge photos from 100 feet away and they would still look clear. Today was another example. I had hung some nectar out for hummingbirds and they arrived finally. I was so excited. It was the first time I'd ever actually seen a hummingbird. Of course I grabbed the camera and tried as I could I just couldn't get the shot. I even stood out on the porch within five feet of him, trying to get a good photo, but the evasive little guy wouldn't hold still for a photo.
About a month ago I sold my camera. It was like selling a limb. I really had thought I could live without it. I had my point and shoot camera which I figured I would use more as I could easily pop it in and out of my pocket quickly. I stopped taking on gigs and my photography became more as a hobby. Which I enjoyed more. So I thought I wouldn't miss it. But daily I find myself moaning about the loss of my beloved camera. It was amazing and after I added an extremely sharp lense to it, it took remarkable photos. Shots were rarely missed.
However, my little point and shoot camera is wonderful for those spur of the moments shots, but it nowhere near compares to the quality of my old camera. I noticed it a few days after selling it. Spring had just arrived and suddenly our property was coming alive with colour and growth and I was missing it. It really hit me when one day I glanced out my window and spotted birds taking a bath in the pond. I grabbed my point and shoot and snapped a photo, but I was too far away and along with the flapping of the birds wings and splashing of the water, the image came out blurry. My other camera would have captured it. I could enlarge photos from 100 feet away and they would still look clear. Today was another example. I had hung some nectar out for hummingbirds and they arrived finally. I was so excited. It was the first time I'd ever actually seen a hummingbird. Of course I grabbed the camera and tried as I could I just couldn't get the shot. I even stood out on the porch within five feet of him, trying to get a good photo, but the evasive little guy wouldn't hold still for a photo.
Compared to this shot of chickadees taken much much further away, it just doesn't compare. Even cropped the image is far better.
Or this photo taken through a window at a distance and cropped as well.
But as I said, I had made my decision on selling the camera and had to ignore that winy voice inside feeling sorry for herself. The truth is that the camera was an extension of me. It defined me. I was Peggy, the photographer. Without it, I was just like anyone else snapping photos. People would comment all the time on my work. I'd relish in it. So proud. Now I feel like a painter who's lost her brushes.
However, in all honesty, if given the opportunity, I don't think I would buy the same camera. It really was more camera than I needed. And yes,, the lense was remarkable. Extraordinarily sharp. But there was/is alot of other things the cost of one could buy instead. I am on the hunt for a smaller dslr, perhaps a step up from my point and shoot, but one more suitable for a hobbyist photographer instead. Problem will be, I fear I always will be comparing the quality back to my old beloved and missing limb.
However, in all honesty, if given the opportunity, I don't think I would buy the same camera. It really was more camera than I needed. And yes,, the lense was remarkable. Extraordinarily sharp. But there was/is alot of other things the cost of one could buy instead. I am on the hunt for a smaller dslr, perhaps a step up from my point and shoot, but one more suitable for a hobbyist photographer instead. Problem will be, I fear I always will be comparing the quality back to my old beloved and missing limb.