Hunt the Camera

I’m jealous of those who illustrate their blogs with their own photos and I often wish I could do the same, even though it has its dangers and I could end up a Flikr junkie like Son of Groucho. But the things is, I managed to miss two photo opportunities in two days and all for the want of a camera.

Yesterday it was at home. It was about 4pm and I was looking out of the kitchen window and there it was. At the back of our house is a valley along which runs the canal and the railway, although we can’t actually see them, then the hill rises steeply through paddocks to the treeline high above.

The sun was low and shining on the rich colours of the autumnal trees, the white house on the hill shining brightly and a pale moon beginning to rise above it. I ran to the office to grab the camera and it wasn’t there. Bugger.

Next today, about the same time at work. The front of our offices lookout west across the Manchester city skyline. The sun was a big red ball silhouetting the several cranes being used on the building work opposite.

I made a dash for the office camera and yet again it wasn’t where it should be. I raced around other places it might have been with a sinking heart. Those proper photographers among you will know that sunsets are about capturing the moment — blink and it’s gone.

But the real lesson for us budding photographers has nothing to do with stops and apertures and framing — it’s know where the bloody camera is!

So there you are, possibly my most pointless post to date, telling you about photos not taken. But to prove I can, above is one I took in York a couple of years ago. It isn’t so much ‘Mr Yellow’ the street performer, but the look on the little lad’s face in the cafe behind. Click the image for a closer look.

A happy accident? Photographer’s rule number two.

Nobody’s prefect. If you find any spelling mistakes or other errors in this post, please let me know by highlighting the text and pressing Ctrl+Enter.

5 comments… Add yours
  • Jennyta 15th November 2005

    I can empathise with that! In my case it's usually that I'm out with the dog and see something but don't have my camera with me.

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  • Laura 15th November 2005

    Oh Polly don't feel bad. We had the most gorgeous sunset last night. I ran around the house like a chicken without a head looking for the camera. I finally found it, went to take a piccy of it and nothing happened. NUTHIN' happened. I told Krip about it when he got home last night.

    "The camera doesn't work!"
    "Did you put the batteries back in?"
    "Oops."

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  • Shooting Parrots 15th November 2005

    Y'see, that's a woman thing. You have sights and cameras — and no batteries.

    Us men are much more creative. We see the vision, but don't have the equipment.

    I feel I'm falling into a Freudian slip!

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  • Laura 17th November 2005

    Bwahahahahaha!!

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  • Son of Groucho 17th November 2005

    Hope you don't mind, used your picture in a thread of
    Flickr Weirdies.

    Thanks for the link. I'm struggling for blogging inspiration at present (as you may have noticed)!

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