Death of a camera: Part I

Okay, so it seems as if I didn’t get raptured, but you know what did? My camera. This is the first in a series of blog posts about my nearly-dead camera. Included in this series will be images that I haven’t posted to flickr. Don’t get all excited; they’re worse than my other shots. That’s why they didn’t even make the flickr cut.

In anticipation of a trip to Germany back in 2008, I spent a few months trying to figure out what camera would be right for me. Considering that I average about three rolls of 24 ((How many people can figure out why I shoot rolls of 24 rather than the more economical rolls of 36?)) per day when on a shooting spree, the economics of replacing my film SLR with a digital one for a two/three week trip made perfect sense (yes, I did consider other types of digital cameras).

Since I already had a few good Nikon-mount lenses (and finding the prospect of picking up a few more old-school manual-focus lenses for a song — at least relatively — to my liking), a new Nikon D300 beat out my other choices: the inexpensive Nikon D40, a used Nikon D200, and the more expensive Canon EOS 5d. With three years of warranty (manufacturer + credit card feature), I decided to give this whole “digital SLR” thing a try ((Having previously shot with a Fuji FinePix S5100 while working on the Trinity College yearbook, the idea of the camera automagically recording camera settings used to take a shot rather than having to carry around a notebook was highly appealing.)) with a planned reevaluation and replacement of my purchase in three years. Well, it’s the future now. But, first, a bit of retrospective…

Though my trip wasn’t until May, I’d be crazy to use some new electronic gizmo for the first time then. Besides, a hypothetical camera can’t take pictures now. Thus, I pulled the trigger by picked up my camera on a February morning in 2008 and then went postal by shooting Jorge, kicking off my most capital-intensive experiment to date. Back in November 2007, the TTC had raised fares, so I had stocked up on tokens. In February 2008, I still had most of these left ((Due to the size of my hoard and frequent Metropass purchases, I haven’t had to buy tokens since.)). Ah, the first few test shots ((Shooting brick walls as test frames is silly.)) when my camera was young!

Jorge mugging for the camera... or being mugged?
385 TTC tokens

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