Here are today’s offerings from the G800. As with yesterday’s photo, I think the colours are a bit washed out. On the other hand, this is England, this is February, colours are washed out.
We were going to Cleveleys for another reason entirely, and drove past the grounded ferry. For some reason a fire engine decided to drive along the promenade just as we arrived:
The ferry was the perfect opportunity to try out the optical and digital zoom on the camera:
The photo above is “au naturel” and the photo below has the 3x optical zoom:
This is the first time I’ve had a camera with a zoom lens, and I rather like it. There’s also a digital zoom which I’ll play with another day.
There were buses and vans there too, for some reason to do with tram repairs:
Unfortunately I couldn’t get the true ladybird shot, of the ferry, the fire engine, the bus, the van, a tram, a car and a plane.
There was one image which pleased me as an image rather than a camera test:
As before, these are as they came off the camera, but reduced to 20% of their original size.
I’m slightly disappointed with the G800 on two counts – firstly the PC software has not been glitch-free. There’s good retro, and bad retro, and problems installing software and random errors and re-launches are bad retro. Secondly it doesn’t seem to be possible to control the focal length: everything seems to be in focus, and I’m not sure that’s what I want. I don’t feel I’m being unreasonable: the Ericsson gave me more control than I expected with that. I’m going to make a point of exploring that more.
In the meantime here’s today’s picture (grabbed in haste on my way home this evening) of a 1960s tower block bracketed by some refurbished mill buildings. There’s a whole recursive spiral of irony in here if you feel that way inclined, but that’s not what this blog is about and I think it’s rather a dull picture.
The good news is the phone coped with the approaching twilight, the bad news the phone failed to capture what luminosity there was, it’s washed out some of the contrast and some of the quality of the light. It’s not a photograph I’d normally post here. I feel it’s a competently composed image let down by being taken on the hoof, a point confirmed by the fact that I’m rather taken with the version below where it masquerades as etching, which is something I achieved accidentally while trying it out as a black and white image in PhotoImpact to see if it worked better like that.
I’ve just got myself a Samsung G800 which is a 5 megapixel camera with a phone thrown in for good measure. While I was NaBloPoMo-ing I found blogs which offer a photo a day for a year. I’m not up for that, but I’d going to try offering a photo a day for four weeks while I get to know my new phone. I’m not going to commit to posting daily, but I am going to commit to photographing daily.
Here’s the first one, reduced to 20% of it’s original size and rotated anti-clockwise by 1 degree.
This was a matter of point and shoot, though you can see that I had the flash as well as the natural light. On the camera, the photograph looks rather dull, but it works on the screen. I doubt it’s as pleasing when printed though.
A building I go to regularly has set after set of photos of the local great and good of the 1940s, 50s, 60s and 70s hung on its walls in room after room. They are oddly disturbing photographs. I am sure that individually they were perfectly normal men for their times, but collectively they look decidedly creepy, as if every member of the Manhattan Project had been photographed all at once. It may be all those tie pins and brylcreme. I’m not sure.
I’ve wanted to Warhol them ever since I first saw them. I finally got a photograph with little enough reflection in it to have a go, though it’s intriguing how persistent the reflections on the left are. I’m not entirely happy with this for lots of reasons, not least because its harder than it looks to balance bright splashes of colour in a space. He knew a thing or two, did Andy Warhol.
Anyway, here they are.
I’ve just come across the Visual Dictionary – which describes itself as a collection of words in the real world. I’ve spent more time than I’d like to admit cropping the words in my photo collection, most of them captured by accident. I’ll upload them tomorrow.
But this raises some interesting questions: Is the meaning of these photographs in the image or in the word? Do you read them, or do you look at them?
One of my favourite websites is hosted here on WordPress. Strange Maps is always a delight and frequently interesting and educational.
I came across a pretty strange map myself the other day, though in truth this map of the UK is not so much strange as bad.
It’s from an independent travel agency in a small English market town which in fairness should remain anonymous. It’s been painted on the window. I assume that the white lines are meant to represent sandy beach resorts. The white triangle and white circle on the left are all that stands out in a picture of Big Ben while the semi-circular blobby thing on the right represents the giant ferris wheel which is the London Eye.
What is impressive is just how bad the map of the UK is. I found myself saying – “look at Wales! – no look at East Anglia! – no look at Cornwall! – Berwickshire! – the Mull of Kintyre! – Devon!” before just getting out of the car and photographing the dratted thing in a spirit of awe.
In fairness, it would have been painted freehand in reverse on the inside of the window using glass paint or blackboard paint, but why on earth whoever did it didn’t get hold of a real map of the UK, reverse it on their PC and copy it I’ll never know. For a freehand reverse image it probably isn’t that bad.
I do apologise for the quality of the image – it’s a bugger photographing images on glass, and I was taking the one I take to railway stations to a railway station at the time.
Morecambe Bay has a structure called “The Stone Jetty”; I was blown away by the colour of the sky and the lines and curves of the structure and the wind. It was a perfect day for taking photographs – even the sky and the sand were full of lines and curves.