"Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin. The special technique of shadowboxing..."
Another Bill, who we will call Tokyo Bill because it sounds sexy, took me to the Yanaka area of Tokyo to visit the famous graveyard kitties and the Ginza. That’s where I ran into the young photographer a few posts down.
There is a skill to photographing people in a crowd that I have yet to develop fully. And one of the problems I found while trying to do it in Halifax is the lack of crowds. With a crowd you can at least make like you’re photographing something else when you get unpleasant looks. With everyone in Halifax being afraid (Of being mocked, insulted, of not being seen as cool nor special, etc…) pointing your camera at people gets you nothing but glares. I’ll try again next time I’m down. Maybe after I get through with the medical probing and prodding to find out what’s wrong with my guts.
I converted the shot to B&W because the Pen was set to “vivid” in it’s color balance and her shirt turned everything into a sickly orange. It’s a handy little camera, but since a lot is tucked away in a menu I find I need to be far more mindful than with a film camera.
Speaking of film cameras: My beautiful Konica III has had its rangefinder knocked off focus during my travels. Mostly it’s off on the vertical axis, but there’s a bit of deviation from the horizontal as well. There might be someone who can fix it up for me, but I’m assuming it’ll cost me more to fix it than I paid for it to begin with.
The rangefinder camera.
Aka: The “Why the fuck did I forget to take the lens cap off again?! Fuck I’m an idiot! Gah!” camera.