It sat in the top drawer waiting for a sunny day. I had bought it months ago thinking it was a good idea. After all, my weak hands had tried the shutter button and that seemed all there was to it.
Slowly, it began to dawn on me that this incredible piece of kit deserved more than the customary summer outing to record packed beaches of striped deckchairs and kiss-me-quick hats. I really had to do something about learning what do do with this little box of photographic technology.
I duly learned about camera settings and all that that entailed. Terminology like, Shutter Speeds, Aperture Value, ISO and endless jargon seemed to fill my mind every day as I tried desperately to grasp the concept of how so many elements had to be accurately set in comparison to each other in order to produce an image which was acceptable rather than just a hazy blur.
Steering my turbo-charged Tesco trolley along undulating pavements of Cliftonville has become a daily extreme sport with frequent near-death experiences thrown in to add a bit of excitement. I will, of course ,be eternally grateful to the local Council for providing me will ample opportunity to road- test or more accurately pavement test the durability of my powered wheelchair.
It is when things crack or ping off in a multitude of different directions that I begin to wonder how much of this chariot of fire will be left remaining.
Recently, I decided that Cyclops should be taken out to see if I could capture images similar to those adorning various glossy magazines. My enthusiasm was impressive as I took off from home in a cloud of dust, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with a postman’s bicycle with postman balancing thereon shouting something unintelligible but nevertheless full of gusto.
Before long, I had extracted the camera from its protective bag and I looked at the bewildering array of dials and choices of settings. I began to remember my recent studies of valuable information like the higher the ISO the more sensitive the sensor becomes to light and the grainier the images become. Having grasped the relation between the three elements, Aperture, Shutter Speed and ISO I then discovered that the all important focusing had also to be considered as part of the mix.
It wasn’t long before I felt inclined to take my first outdoor photograph. That, I was soon to find out, was where the fun really began. Bringing my turbo trolley to a standstill, I then took off my gloves, extracted the camera from its case, took out my glasses, dropped my gloves then as I put my glasses on I saw the glass case sliding downwards before plummeting to the ground. After looking skyward hoping for Divine intervention I managed to hold my camera and point it roughly in the direction of my chosen subject, a bird, only to find that the beautiful little tweet tweet had got bored and buggered off !
This initial foray into the world of photography has only increased my enthusiasm and created a new colourful world which I can build on. I am frequently seen out and about looking for interesting subjects to photograph and hopefully, will continue to do so as long as I manage to keep dodging the traffic on zebra crossings.