Blue 33, Red 22, hut hut !
Here are 3 different ways to shoot, some freestyle automatic, some freestyle manual, some manual tripod. I’m not saying which is which, maybe you can tell which ones were shot with a straight arm, a stiff arm, or the few that are an out and out sack.
Taking my camera on the road has been a learning experience, or should I say, re-learning. When I was sixteen I held my first camera, a totally manual Nikkormat. Love that camera ! Never thought of using a tripod, why would I? In the past two years that is all I have done, I forgot the art of holding. ( my point’s coming ….)
This all brings me to the manual settings. I am re-acquainting myself with the camera freestyle. Shooting on the go, set on automatic, doesn’t give me the results I want, it’s a Hail Mary pass, a wildcard. Don’t get me wrong, I have defaulted to automatic everything lately, and they have been quite good, when in doubt……. get the shot! But I must have confidence in my abilities in different situations, low lighting, illegal motion, etc… so I can own the game ball.
Now, let me explain the beauty of a tripod! It’s my playbook, I call the shots! As long as the subject can’t move there’s no interference, no need to pump fake. I can get the picture I want, or at least I can keep trying, and trying. The camera setting are to my liking, low lighting and a slow shutter are not a problem. My focal point can change with intent, and I can compose, and recompose my angels. Plus, I can take all day, or all week, I’m the one burning the clock, the gal in motion. It’s a study in progress.
I’m not saying which is which, maybe you want to play ball? In any event I’m holding, and I’ve got my blindside. Practice will make perfect, and that’s my goal … looking for a Touchdown !