Can I have a moment of silence?
My camera died. Three and a half years old, and I had nursed it like a baby, but it still conked out on me, and right in the middle of an important product photo shoot, damn its ingratitude.
But, it was good to me, in its own fashion. It was my first DSLR, and taught me all the fundamentals of photography. I’m not ready to move on, but I’m moving on. Goodbye D80, hello D5100. I’ll keep the D80 (once it’s been repaired and serviced) as a back up camera. I suppose it will be nice to have a camera that I can carry everywhere without fear of damage, loss or theft. Since our business is utterly reliant on weekly photo shoots, I have always been nervous of taking the camera abroad, etc, in case something went wrong with it.
Ha! That’s what you get for being cautious! A thousand missed photo ops, and a wrecked camera anyway!!
These photos are from one trip I did take the D80 on, down to the South of France. These cars were at a little flea market. The photos are SOOC. I hope the D5100 treats me as well.