On my cameras
So, I love cameras. I’ve been through a lot of them. I don’t how old I was when I got my first camera, but I have a distinct memory of it.
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That’s right. Not to get all Buzzfeed on you, but if you were born in the 90’s you’ll probably remember this bad boy too. When I took my first trip to New York City, I used a whole roll of film just in the bird area of the Bronx Zoo. I loved taking photos. I took them of everything. I got to feel like an adult when my mom and I would both get back our prints from Costco.
When my mom got her first digital camera, I briefly inherited her basic black 35 mm. For some holiday or another I got my first digital camera. It was a perfect square, and had blue accents. The LCD was about 1”, and it could only hold about 50 pictures. Then my grandpa got his second digital camera, and I inherited his first.
Finally, some time in high school, I had proved that my interest in photography was here to stay, and I was allowed to pick out a camera for myself. After serious research in quality, zooming capabilities, movie recording, and generally fun features, I settled on what I called my Ashton camera (if you don’t remember why that might be). I spent far too many hours in class using the attached stylus to draw on my photos. When it finally died my freshman year of college, I posted a eulogy to it on Facebook. It was a good and loyal camera.
(shoutout to Mr. B, the chillest Bio teacher ever)
Still not totally over my loss, I wanted to move on to a “tough” camera in an attempt to prevent future heartbreak. Plus I wanted to take cool underwater pictures. I settled on an Olympus Tough. In red, obviously, because of my love for bright colors.
It’s a great little camera for many reasons, but possibly my favorite is because I can just walk into bodies of water with it and freak people out. But I wasn’t done. I knew it was time for a real camera. One with removable lenses. I did a lot of research, and took what I still consider to be a bit of a risk, and invested in a Canon EOS-M. Mirrorless. For those who aren’t familiar for how mirrorless cameras work, or aren’t even really sure how cameras WITH mirror’s work, here’s a diagram.
Basically, with a DSLR (those big bulky cameras everyone's been investing in lately, with the removable lenses), the image goes through the lens and bounces around a bit to get to your eye. With a mirrorless, the image goes straight from the lens to the display screen, which is basically your eye. No mirrors means same image quality, smaller camera. This, I love. While it’s not quite pocket sized, it’s a lot easier to carry around in my purse, and also people tend to feel less intimidated by it. When you’re on a shoot, or even just out with friends and you whip out a huge DSLR, some people tend to freeze up. They get camera shy. Not so much when the camera isn’t the size of your face. My mirrorless has treated me so well. It’s hearty (knock on wood), it’s got a fun touch screen focus, and it’s amazing in low light. I don't have all the lenses to do everything I want to, because lenses are expensive, but I'm coped.
So that’s a (not so) brief history of my cameras! Needless to say, I love them. It wasn’t really a surprise to anyone that I wanted to work with them for the rest of my life.