My New Camera - Day 9
Cloudy Bright Day, Sharp Manual Focus Tele Lens, Windows, X-mas Lites, Spoon & Feathers
My South Window 1/20 @ f11 iso200
CWA (center weighted average) tripod FF height
Cloudy-bright light out, 105mm f/2.5 sharp enough
More window shots. I didn't want to go too far. I wanted to stay where I could repeat anything I shot with another lens, if this one, like the last one, would not focus. But this one, my trusted (now again) 105 mm f/2.5 did. Did well.
To make sure of that, I shot this on a tripod, so my fumbling and shaking wouldn't make motion look like out of focus. Meanwhile the sun came for a few brief, seconds-long stabs through the cloud, then disappeared behind those glowing clouds for the rest of the day. Cloudy-bright is what photographers call these days.
From my front porch, this branch of high pink buds is visible. It's the only thing I could find of enough interest and that I had a clear enough shot at through all the trees and bushes I've let my house become encircled by. Promise of spring. False spring maybe, but on the radio, some botanist just said that trees never make mistakes. This one needed to do this, and I needed to take its picture.
Here's a shot we've seen before. Something I keep shooting at and of. It is the feather on the left that is reproduced below in this same photograph, only at 100% crop, meaning nearly all of it is cropped off, but the size is full, 100%.
As you can see, it is not only in focus, it is sharp, if not contrasty. Just like it is in reality, if you could see that close, if you could focus that near. I almost can. I used to could easily. Now I use lenses to see these these bits of nature.
Sharp chimes on my front porch.
My favorite spoon. Someone left it at one of my parties, and I love both ends of it. The handle doesn't hurt my hand or cut into like so many of the others I've gathered over the years. The bowl of it is big enough. Plus, and the reason for it being here in my extended manual focus camera lens focus test, it is beautiful, all modern to nearly contemporary (what ever actually is contemporary that was made more than a week ago?), fluted, pleated and swirled.
It is leaning on the railing around my front porch, which of course, is none of those things, except the cloudy bright gets to there better than it get into any other part of my house. Nice poon, huh?
My 35mm f/1.4 former wonder lens would not focus on these guys, let along focus on them and blur out the background. A product of its unique focal length (the 35mm part) and its disability to focus, for reasons not entirely clear at this writing or wringing my hands and worrying about, as I did much of yesterday.
These guys are still not perfectly sharp, although I have a closer up shot that is, but it is mostly boring, and t his has at least a little life to it.
This has more of that life stuff. Bits of plastic lenses (non photographic) that I've picked up on my walks through the neighborhood, a green giggle stick, some shards of stained glass and a glass brick from the old D-Art building a block down the street from the new one, which is also called Contemporary, although of course, nothing ever really is, time being a displacement unit, not a continuous flow.
Which is as good a place as any to end this discussion.
My elderly 35mm lens is nearly dead. My 105mm lens lives to bright another day. And we'll try the 20mm maybe tomorrow.
I feel a lot better today, with sharply focused images dancing in my mind, on both monitors and out there shimmering into the future, which is always there, no matter what happens (so far) back here in reality as we know it.
Pray that the sun shines, even if the weather guys are all saying rain and cold.
[All shots taken with the Nikon 105mm 2.8 manual focus lens.]