Since I’m having my 400d body and kit lens picked up and looked at, I figured it would be a good time to have a go at my “Point and shoot for a week’ challenge I’ve been meaning to do.

The idea is that I go back to basics. Armed with only my Canon Powershot A60 and a set of high capacity rechargeable batteries, I’m going to attempt to keep up with my photography projects and try and shoot as much arty/good photography stuff as possible. My A60 is now about *counts* about five years old now, and still going strong. It’s been to many a gig, many a social occasion, and it’s been by my side since the middle of my first year of uni.

A few basic specs; it’s only 2 meg, 3x optical zoom (and some digital zoom but I ignore that cause digital zoom is rubbish), it’s got all your usual scene modes including the crucial AV, P, TV and M, we got a macro mode and manual focus macro mode, oh and the screen on the back is very very very tiny compared to the latest models. It takes a meaty four AA batteries, that makes it a bit heavy and it also does seem rather chunky again compared to the skinny slim models of this day and age.

So this is my tool for the next week (or so depending on when I get my main gear back). I hope I can prove what I’ve set out to prove. Which is that it’s not the gear, but the photographer/ideas that matters the most.

So day one, I already had an idea for my ThreeSixtyFive and after processing etc it turned out different than intended but the quality is still there. Yes I do realise how dangerous this shot was, especially if I had sneezed or something. The fun part is that you can see in the reflection of my eye the shadow of my hand holding the scalpel and camera ha.

Now I need an idea for tomorrow.

WP is now up to date. (You happy now Bob?)

Been productive today, after a feeling pretty miserable over work.

400d body and 18-55mm lens are getting pick up tomorrow to be repaired/looked at. This will hopefully ensure everything is sorted out with my AF issues. Plus I can do the ‘Week of point of shoot’ challenge I’ve been meaning to do. The idea being I am going to demonstrate that it’s the photographer not the equipment that makes for good photography, I’m quite excited about the challenge - it’ll be like olde times.

I really really miss being in Southend, I don’t know why that is, I think it reminds me a lot of uni times, living close to mates, just going around not doing much apart from gaming or going out somewhere random for drinking/socialising.

I can’t wait till V fest, not for the festival actually but for the fact I’ll be back in old familiar turf and I can catch up with some mates as well. It’s a bit bad, as each day goes on and I grow more poor I get more and more tempted to sell the weekend ticket and just take up Bob’s plus one for the day. I haven’t even paid for my ticket yet, and hence the temptation is strong. I’ll just have to trust that the company will be cool and will entertain and that the couples there won’t just eat each other alive with their mouths

I suppose I can look at the bright side; I can punch Will young fans. Then again this isn’t Reading/Leeds or Download, V is going to be filled with aging indie fans. Ohh what would I give for some crazy metallers to start a circle of death in the middle of a V crowd. Maybe for Muse I can knock out some of those “I WANT YOUR BABIES!!!11!!! MATTTTTTTTTTTTTT OHHHHH I LOOVVEEEEEE YOUR SKINNY ARMS AND FINGERS AND RAT-LIKE NOSE AND I WANT A MANSON JUST TO BE LIKKKEEE YOUUU AND WEAR YOUR CLOTHES TOO AND THE WAY YOU PLAY THAT INVINCIBLE SOLO MAKES ME CUMMMMMMM COZ ITS THE BEST SONG EVARRRRR!!111!111″ fans for entertainment. (Well except Karis, I suppose she can be excused).

I really really want a good gig sometime. Nine inch nails might be on the cards after they’re done in the US. But it seems we have hit a dry spell in the gig world again.

“Let’s put a smilee on that face.”

Well, it had to be done.

..Today was meant to be a nice chillaxed day in prep for my weekend away. I was even hoping to rewatch Batman Begins too…

(more…)

I just rewatched The Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind again, and I still love it. It’s such a pretty film and so so good. It asks the question; is it better to have loved, or to have never loved at all?

Many people wish they could erase the memories of past failed relationships, thinking that the pain, hurt, anger and so forth can be removed with it. But really, is it better?

I guess it’s hard to admit that relationships have to have the good and bad times, if you delve past the raw moments near the end. The mess, the tears, the hurt, the pain, the complications and the stale sensations - when you reach those precious moments from the beginning. The chase, the tiny small memories where you were laughing and smiling and felt on top of the world. Are those memories really worth the sacrifice to save yourself a little heartache?

And some people let their past haunt them, and stop them from ever moving on into a relationship thinking it will go the same way, that through means of your personality alone it is already destined to fail from the start - what can be different this time round that will make it last compared to the last time round? But if you never try, then you will never know? Is the risk of trying worth the possibility of something amazing?

Though I want to know, if two people were in a relationship and it went wrong, and then their memories were both erased of the whole thing - would they naturally still be drawn to each other again anyway? Do people become drawn together no matter what? Or is it all circumstantial? That everything has to be just right for people to be drawn and attracted to one another?

Maybe it’s a mixture of both, as in circumstances have to allow two people to get together, yet at the same time it would be nice (and very romanticist of me) to think that certain people will always been drawn towards one another eventually.

PS. My favourite photo I’ve seen today, it’s amazing…

Been sat in the baking humid sun for the past half hour finishing my prep for tomorrow, I think I have thought for something for each. I don’t feel too panicky, though rather anxious - I want it over already. I need to know my awful fate NOW.

Still quite fluey feeling, but spirits much higher now than this morning - think I will try and gain tan while reading some Derren Brown for a while ^_^

I want to go see friends this weekend. Could I? Should I?

You’re out there somewhere.