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A Change in (Pas)Times, Pt. 2

Time for part two of my hobby update. In the first entry, I shared how I had sold all my camera equipment. I ended that post by mentioning I had also done something unexpected and possibly dumb.

In those weeks after I sold my camera gear, I did everything I could to quash any second-thoughts about the decision. I unsubscribed from every photography website, podcast, YouTube channel, Instagram account, etc. I wanted nothing to enter my information feeds that might make me start looking at replacement gear.

I didn’t realize that things having nothing to do with cameras might get into my head.

One night I was watching a video filmed in California, and fell in love with the gorgeous, hazy, 1970s Kodachrome vibes it had. I’ve always loved that style, but was also always frustrated with how many options there are to recreate those looks in modern digital cameras. There were just too many sliders and buttons to tweak, and when I used, say, Fujifilm’s Classic Chrome film simulation, I was never satisfied with the final result.

But as I watched these videos, I realized there was a way around the endless possibilities that come with digital photography.

Shooting on film.

So after about 36 hours of furious research and hemming and hawing, I purchased a film camera.

Good Lord.

For about $150 I got a Nikon FE and a 50mm lens that were in very good shape. I ordered some film, shot a roll, and shipped it off for processing. I’m still waiting on the results (I’ll get more into the reality of film photography in 2023 in a future post). I’m waiting to shoot another roll until I see those first images to make sure that everything is functioning properly on the Nikon. The ASA dial refuses to lock, so I’m hoping I didn’t ruin the roll by shooting at the wrong ISO. My exposure settings were always lined up so I should be ok. Other than that, the camera seemed to be in great condition and had even been serviced by the seller. Fingers crossed any issues with the photos will be only because of operator error.

I have to say those first 36 exposures were a little strange. I’ve shot plenty of point-and-shoot film cameras in my life. In fact, the girls and I were just flipping through a bunch of my old photo albums the other night. This was the first time I had ever used a manual film camera, though. I’ve got the basics down from shooting my Fuji X-T2 in manual, but it was still a very different experience.

For example, focusing. When I looked through the viewfinder I was not presented with a bright, perfect view of what the lens saw. Instead it was blurry and rather dark until I focused in on my subject.

That wasn’t a big deal. What did drive me crazy was not being able to move the focus point around the frame as you can on a digital camera. I kept wanting to use a D pad or joystick to shift the focus. I constantly had to remind myself to focus on my subject then recompose for desired framing.

Getting used to winding the film when I was ready to shoot again was also weird.

So why the hell did I do this?

I obviously still have a photography itch that needs scratching. After all that research and consideration, I decided that shooting on film should do just that, without some of the paralysis by analysis that was present with digital cameras. Once I’ve loaded my film, I will have very little control over how my images will appear. The film stock and speed will take care of all of that. I just have to frame, focus, and expose properly.

Naturally, as with any new hobby, I started thinking about what lenses I can add. A portrait lens? Something wide for landscapes?

Then I remembered the biggest reason I ditched my digital gear: my iPhone is sufficient for 90% of my needs.

The Nikon is purely for fun, for artistic pursuits, and for using something that involves more effort than tapping the screen to capture an image.

When I showed S my new purchase, she just rolled her eyes and asked, “You’re not going to build a darkroom are you?” and went back to her charting.

No, I’m not going to build a darkroom. We have enough chemicals in our basement because of the pool already. I don’t need to worry about storing/disposing of development chemicals.

I would be lying, though, if I didn’t admit to looking into systems for scanning my negatives once they’ve been developed…

Anyway, that’s my new, dumb pastime. Feel free to mock me at your leisure. Or ask me to capture you on film the next time you see me.


A Change in (Pas)Times

I’ve been working on this post for literally two months. It isn’t groundbreaking, super important, or one that I think my readers will finish and say, “Damn! That was some good blogging!” It’s just a post about hobbies and how my interests change over time.

The problem is I keep turning it into a lengthy philosophical rumination about how/why we select our pastimes instead of getting to the point and sharing a bit of news. So I’ve dispensed with all that bullshit…

About two months ago I sold my camera gear.

Crazy, I know.

I realized my camera and lenses were spending way more time in my office cabinet than around my neck being used. Which tends to happen with everyone’s camera kit eventually. While I could have just left it there, waiting for the few times each year I needed it, that felt like a waste of perfectly good gear.

There were two other factors that helped push me to sell.

First, I did not take my camera to Italy. I had an intense internal debate on whether to take my Fuji X-T2 or instead rent a Fuji X100V or Ricoh GR III to pack along. I decided, though, I didn’t want to deal with taking a camera through airport security and then lugging it around all day on our Italian adventures.

That seemed to work. Ninety percent of the pics I took with my iPhone were great. A few night shots would have looked better with a bigger sensor and faster lens. But those few additional photos would not have justified the hassle and risk of carrying a traditional camera for a week.

I also found the photography process much more casual with the iPhone. I could listen to our tour guide, walk, and snap a pic all at the same time. With a stand alone camera I would have had to stop, let my old man eyes adjust to the viewfinder, frame the shot, make any adjustments to the settings, and then fire away, likely missing what our guide was saying in the process.

Second, L got her own camera last year. It’s not a Fujifilm camera, but rather an entry-level Canon with budget lenses. When we need to take a picture that requires something better than an iPhone, there’s still a perfectly fine option in the house.

After a few weeks of research, I listed my camera on eBay and sold the lenses on KEH. I certainly didn’t make all my money back, but I did get a nice chunk of change. And people who are actively taking pictures can now use my old gear instead of it sitting ignored in my cabinet.

These sales weren’t without some serious second thoughts and regrets. I loved the Fuji X-series system, and learned so much about photography in the seven years I owned an X-T10 and then X-T2. They were the perfect mix of old school, analog camera style and modern digital technology. They looked cool; lots of people asked me if they were film cameras. They were fun to use once I mastered their controls. They forced me to learn about photography rather than just flip to Auto or Program and fire away.

I thought about dumping the earned money into an X100V. That fixed lens platform has really come into its own in its latest iteration. It isn’t quite small enough to be pocketable, but it does solve some of the size problem of carrying an interchangeable lens camera.

However, X100V’s are insanely popular right now. You can’t find one at a retailer and second-hand prices are nearly twice retail right now. Fuji has suspended taking orders for new ones and there are rumors they may not be making them anymore as they transition to the next version.

So that wasn’t really an option.

In the end I went back to my original argument: my iPhone plus L’s Canon are enough for now. I know Apple will keep improving their cameras, so when I next update my phone (a year from now at the very earliest) I’ll be tapping into better lens technology that will further narrow the gap between phone and traditional camera.[1] I’m hopeful their software will also continue to improve so that those occasional photos that look super processed appear far less often.

That is the story I’ve been trying to share for two months.

And then two weeks ago I did something unexpected. And maybe kind of dumb. But more on that later…


  1. Persistent rumor is that they will roll out a “periscope” lens that offers a physical rather than digital zoom. It will likely only be on the highest end phones but should eventually trickle down to the full lineup.  ↩

Some More Old Man Shit

As if the golf wasn’t enough, I have myself another old-man hobby. Or I nearly had another old man hobby, I should say.

Back in July I saw an online ad for a watch sale at some random store. It wasn’t a store I was interested in, but I clicked through just to see what was available. The watch I had been wearing daily for nearly five years – a Citizen Eco-Drive – was starting to get beat up a little bit and I’d had my eyes open to get something new for awhile.

Scrolling through the watches for sale on that site triggered something in my brain. I started doing deep research into watches. I started following watch sites. I even listened to some watch-specific podcasts. I always knew there was a market for expensive watches. One of the most expensive things I own is a gorgeous Maurice Lacroix dress watch that belonged to my stepdad. Still I was floored as I read through reviews of “affordable” watches and got to the bottom of the article and saw they were “reasonably priced” for over $1000. That was not the market I was in.

I was really drawn to the Orient line of seriously affordable, automatic dive watches. You can grab them on Amazon for less than $150 most of the time, and they are generally considered to be the equal of Seiko dive watches that are two-to-three times their price. I had one in my cart multiple times, but each time I would go back to read through reviews one final time one particular lukewarm review would stick out. I didn’t want to spent even that modest amount of money on something that I would not be happy with. So I kept looking.

I was also attracted to watches by Jack Mason, a Texas-based company. They looked really nice and were generally in the $200–300 range I was willing to spend. The watches in that range were all quartz, so I wouldn’t be jumping into the world of mechanical watches. But, I thought, if this is going to be a hobby, you start with something affordable and then wait until you find the perfect, more expensive, mechanical watch to add later.

So I grabbed a great looking aviator watch off their clearance page for $117 in late August. Every time I wore it I got compliments. And I loved looking at it.

I continued my research about watches, building a want list for something to compliment this new, casual watch and my stepdad’s dress watch.

Then Apple released Series 5 of the Apple Watch, which featured the always-on display and I was intrigued.

I had resisted the Apple Watch for several reasons. The biggest was expense vs. life. I figured I’d rather spend $500 on a watch that could literally last forever than $300 on one that will only last a few years, between battery life and software obsolescence. Especially when I’m on a similar purchase cycle for my phone. Speaking of phones, I was just fine getting notifications on my iPhone. And I thought the whole requirement to wake the watch to see the time was dumb. I have lots of friends who have Apple Watches and love them, but I remained unconvinced.

But these new models intrigued me. I read reviews, listened to podcasts, and followed the general buzz. Still, for all my interest the whole cost/life ratio still bugged me. For about a week I thought about just getting a Series 3 at the new discounted price that was in line with my original watch budget. But the more I researched and the more I thought about it, I figured if you’re going to take the plunge, you might as well get the latest with the always-on screen.

So in early October I bought a Titanium Series 5 with a stainless steel band.

I kid, my wife would kick my ass if I came home with an $800 watch. Especially one that I would need to replace before C gets to college.

No, I got an aluminum Series 5 with the Alaskan Blue sport band. Non-cellular version.


Upon purchase, I figured I would wear the Apple Watch about half of the time. When I went to the gym or did some other kind of workout, and when I was out of the house during the day to make sure I didn’t miss messages from or about my kids while they were in school. Other times I’d switch back to the Jack Mason watch.

I misjudged my use of the Apple Watch badly. It is fantastic and I wear it all the time. I just put on my Jack Mason watch for the first time the other night for M’s cross country banquet. Other than that, I always have my Apple Watch on. I’ve found that I do sometimes miss notifications on my phone that I need to know, either because it is muted and in my pocket, or I left it somewhere else in the house. There is definitely a peace of mind factor as a parent knowing you won’t miss a message from your kids.

I use the fitness functions every day. I like seeing the weather conditions immediately instead of having to wake my phone and open a weather app. I love being able to change the watch faces and the complications they show based on the occasion or my mood.

I’m likely not using the full functions of the watch at this point. But I think I’m using enough to justify the entry-level Series 5. More importantly, it’s kept me from looking at other watches to add to my collection. So, really, it’s saving me money!

Since I bought it I’ve added a knock-off stainless steel bracelet so I can dress it up if needed. I will still bust out the Maurice Lacroix for truly dressy occasions. I also just ordered a leather band off Etsy for moments when the sports band is too casual but I still want to wear the Apple Watch.

I am still following a lot of the watch sites I first found late in the summer. I’m fascinated by the art of making real, mechanical watches; the economics of both manufacturing and collecting them; and just love looking at a nice watch. Being unexpectedly committed to the smart watch lifestyle means this will just be a casual pastime. The golf stuff will have to scratch my old man itches for now.[1]


  1. I know, that sounds grosser than I mean it to.  ↩

Anatomy of an Obsession

Over the years I’ve had plenty of obsessions that dominate my attention and time. Sometimes it was a person – sorry to all the girls I was a little weird about back in the day. Sometimes it was a band – there’s a long list of artists that I got way into and would listen to, non-stop, for months at a time.

And sometimes it was an activity/hobby. Photography has been the most recent example. Before that there was modern electronics/tech in general, Apple products in particular. Running, Dungeons & Dragons, shortwave radio, Atari games, Pac-Man, the Star Wars universe, and baseball cars are others. There are dozens more I’m forgetting.

Over the last, what, eight months? I’ve shifted away from doing shit with my camera to wanting to hit golf balls. Thus I’ve turned over all the things I pay attention to that are ancillary to the main obsession and cause me to obsess even more. Through that process I’ve both examined how my addictions grow and laughed at myself for how deeply I fall for things that interest me.

Here’s a run-down of how my obsessions take over my life along with some observations of how they have changed over the years.

I’ve always been an information junkie. Throw in that I grew up as an only-child who was often confined to the house because my mom was constantly working, and from an early age I got creative in how to be obsessive within those constraints. I’m guessing it’s more fun to take on a new hobby when you have a sibling who is either interested in it, too, or that you can force to be interested in it. I learned how to make-do, though.

The first step was always reading everything I could find on a topic that interested me. I’d go to the library and check out books. At bookstores, I’d spend hours looking through the magazine racks finding issues that highlighted my interests, or searching the aisles for newer books than I could find at the library. Then I would read the hell out of this stuff. One thing about my family situation was that there wasn’t a ton of money to throw at whatever my latest infatuation was. So I often had to wait to get the gear I needed to actually start doing the activity. In the interim I always figured if I read everything available on the topic, I’d be ready to dive in once my birthday or Christmas rolled around and I received the equipment I needed. I wonder if there’s some master magazine subscription database somewhere in which I could look back and see how many strange magazines I had one-year subscriptions to because of one stupid hobby or another.

The modern addition to this is, clearly, the web. As my hobbies shift in my adult life, so too do the websites that I read and plug into my RSS reader. With social media eclipsing the traditional web for sharing information, I’ve rolled my interests into Twitter, Instagram, and the podcasts I listen to. Looking at all these accounts over time will show how my the people I follow wax and wane as my interests do the same.

If there is a TV angle, I’ll pull that in as well. When I was really into Italian soccer, I would tape the weekly highlights show that aired at something like 2:00 AM on the Prime Sports Network. The summers I’ve been most into baseball, I’m as likely to watch the programs dedicated to baseball news and discussing the game as the actual games. CNet used to have a really good computer show in the late ‘90s that I made sure I watched each week. In the case of golf, I’ve added the Golf Channel to my most watched channels after years of ignoring it.

I think most of us take on hobbies not just to participate in something, but as an excuse to buy things. No matter what your pastime is, there is always something shiny and new that you can go out and buy in hopes of making your experience better. I’ve tried to temper this a little bit, but when I was younger I would sign up for every catalog available for whatever I was interested in at the moment. Our mail carrier was probably like, “WTF is wrong with this kid?” after seeing all the random catalogs that he had to jam into our mailbox. I remember passing golf equipment catalogs around in class my freshman year of high school with other geeks.

My current version of that is stopping in at my local Golf Galaxy or the PGA Tour Superstore at least once a week. I don’t buy something every trip, but I will test putters for half an hour, look at club sets or clothes, all while trying to avoid the sales people who really want me to go through a club fitting. It is both more fun and more dangerous than flipping through catalogs. More fun as the products are right there in my hands. Dangerous since it is awfully easy to walk out having bought something I really don’t need.

It’s worth throwing eBay in, too. You can spend hours looking at used camera lenses or discontinued putters while doing the mental math on whether the savings is worth the possible issues with each item.

Put this all together and I realize that I often spend more time considering an obsession than actually doing it. That’s not unusual; the guy who rebuilds old cars on the weekend will likely spend more time from Monday through Friday planning for his projects, shopping for parts, etc. But my ratio is probably a little more extreme than most. Because of that, I often am better at knowing about things than doing them. I believe that all goes back to my childhood when I sometimes had to put the doing part off until my mom could afford the new toys I was interested in.

Anyway, I’ve laughed at myself a lot lately for how much time I spend thinking about golf. It has been funny to realize I’ve been doing that my entire life and there are clear patterns to how I do so, even if the technology changes.

Here are some of the ways I’m wasting time these days, mostly centering on golf.

Podcasts I listen to regularly:
General: Roderick on the Line, Back to Work, Road Work, Reconcilable Differences, Omnibus
Tech: Accidental Tech Podcast
Golf: No Laying Up, The Shotgun Start, Chasing Scratch, The Golfer’s Journal Podcast
Photography: The FujiCast

YouTube channels I subscribe to:
Golf: No Laying Up, plus a lot of random videos that get suggested
Photography: Denae & Andrew, Matt Day

Forums I Read: No Laying Up’s Refuge

Throw in books and magazines and S was telling the truth when she told her med school buddy we went out with awhile back, “Have D tell you about his new golf obsession.”

User Error

This post-Louisville entry centers on one particular moment of my visit, and explains why I missed the first four minutes of the game on Saturday.


I took my fancy camera to the ‘Ville. I got a few decent pictures with it, but each time we made a pit stop, I questioned whether I should leave it with the truck or keep lugging it around.

It became problematic when we toured the Louisville Slugger factory and museum. Photography is not allowed when you’re inside the factory. We joined our tour group late and as we were catching up, we passed a guy who was shamelessly snapping pics of everything with his phone. The tour guide said, “Please, sir, in the back, photography is not allowed inside the factory.” Everyone looked to the back of the group, saw me with my camera hanging around my neck, and assumed the guide was talking to me. When he had to repeat himself three times I started getting some pointed looks. But homeboy was now taking videos with his phone. I put my camera back in the bag to make sure folks knew I was a rule-follower.

Later in the day, I took some good-natured ribbing from some friends.

“What’s the deal with the real camera?” one asked.

“I’m getting old and needed a hobby, and it’s cheaper than a sports car.”

That seemed to work.

Anyway, perhaps you see where this is headed.

To enter the KFC Yum! Center, you have to walk through metal detectors and have your bags searched. A security person looked at my bag and informed me that cameras of that size/type were not allowed inside. I was about one beer short of saying “Are you fucking kidding me?” to her face. Instead I said “Are you serious?” She had zero sympathy for my plight. In fact, she seemed annoyed that a guest to her town wouldn’t be fully versed in all the rules of the venue.

So, with about five minutes to tip off, I pushed my way back out through the crowd waiting to get in and ran 10 blocks to throw the camera in my vehicle, then ran back to the arena. It was warm, I was wearing jeans and a jacket, and I was both pissed and nervous about the game. I was sweating quite a bit by the time I got back and gained entry. I was also wearing boots, not the ideal footwear for making a jaunt through city streets. I still have blisters and shinsplints.

In retrospect, I probably should have checked the rules on what you’re allowed to take in before we left the truck for the last time. I know some other stadiums don’t allow certain kinds of cameras in, but I wasn’t even thinking about that at the time.

And, yes, I did consider trying a different door, or not telling them there was a camera in my bag. But I also figured that would just delay the inevitable and I should get to my truck and back as quickly as possible.

I finally walked in just as the game hit the first TV timeout. Then I went to the wrong side of my section and had to wait until the second TV timeout to work my way around to my seat. It was a terrible start to the game. And, obviously, I am to blame for KU’s loss because of my struggles.

Feel free to file this under Stupid Things Happen To Stupid People.

Street Photography 101

Last week C marched in the Indianapolis St. Patrick’s Day parade, as is custom for third graders at St. P’s. It was a fabulous day, especially compared to when M marched two years ago. It was bright and sunny, in the mid–50s when the parade began, and eased into the low 60s by the time it ended. Two years ago, it was maybe 30, with windchills much lower, and flurries blowing around. A truly miserable day.[1]

C had fun. I was perched on the side of the street with a few parents both from St. P’s and our old preschool. When St. P’s marched by, I couldn’t find C in the mass of bodies. I ran with them for a couple blocks until I could cross to the other side. Finally I found her buried in the middle of the group, standing between two boys. After the parade I asked why she stayed in the same spot and didn’t move to the side when she saw me so I could get some good pictures.

“We couldn’t move, Dad!”

Ok then.

I didn’t get too many great pics of C, just because she was always in a big group and it’s tough to find one where she’s looking in my general direction and can be cropped down so I can post it on Facebook without putting a dozen other kids’ faces online.

I was looking forward to walking around and taking some pictures of the festivities of the day. I’m testing out a new camera,[2] and this was my first real chance to use it somewhere other than just on the kids at home. And a St. Patrick’s Day parade is the perfect chance to get some interesting shots of interesting people doing interesting things.

I’m fascinated by the concept of street photography, where you take random, candid shots of strangers, often at close range. I love looking at street photography collections and reading about how they shots were captured. But, as friends will likely guess, my personality doesn’t exactly fit walking up to total strangers and taking quick pics without asking for permission first, or talking with them after. Which I know is weird, since everyone has a phone with a camera in it these days and people are constantly taking quick shots of people they don’t know. There’s something about having a proper camera with a good-sized lens, though, that makes me feel a little uncomfortable doing it.

Anyway, I walked around and, somewhat inconspicuously, took shots of people celebrating the day. Not true street photography, but a start to an introvert I guess. As I walked through the main party area, I saw a table set up where some folks were handing out St. Paddy’s Day baked goods. A guy behind the table was putting on some kind of wacky, costume head. I stopped, maybe 10–15 feet away, put the camera to my eye, and snapped off a few pics. As I was putting it down, I noticed his hand was up, and his middle finger was extended my direction. I started laughing and walked away. I didn’t know if he was pissed I was taking his picture, being a jerk, or just adding to the festive mood of the day.

When I got home, that’s the first pic I looked at. It turned out pretty good. I don’t know that I’ll ever turn into a real street photographer, but this one is fun.

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  1. But also one we’ll never forget.  ↩
  2. Not even one year into camera ownership, and I already had bad GAS: Gear Acquisition Syndrome.  ↩

A Bit Of A Photog

Without those pesky kids around during the day, I can finally knock out a few longer posts that I’ve been sitting on for months. First, a post I know Billy is looking forward to: a summary of my adventures with my new camera.


To reset, I purchased an Olympus OM-D EM–10 back in May. It is the first “real” camera I have ever owned, with “real” meaning one that offers full manual control and interchangeable lenses.

In the nearly four months since the camera arrived, I’ve probably taken more pictures than I’ve taken in the past couple years combined. Part of that is just me taking pictures more often. Another part is me taking 10–15 shots for every one or two I used to take. I learned quickly to take as many shots as I could get of a particular scene and then hope that one of the dozen or so would look good when I got home and reviewed them.

Since I was starting from basically zero in my photography knowledge, I did a ton of reading in the first couple months I owned the camera. I learned about aperture sizes, shutter speeds, and ISO settings. I learned about the different modes on the camera and which one served which needs the best. I really enjoyed this part of my new hobby but admit that I don’t always retain the knowledge the best. Or rather I should say that I can’t always recall the information when I’m out shooting. “What was it I read about aperture size and shutter speed when shooting action in mid-day sun?” Because of that, I tend to lean on the Program mode of my camera, letting it pick most of the settings for me. Or I try either aperture or shutter priority modes first, then flip back to P and let the camera decide so I can compare when I get home. I’m still learning how to select the best possible setting from frame one.

And I have a bad habit of turning on my camera and beginning to shoot without checking my settings from the last time I used it. For example, on the first day of school, I took a bunch of shots of the girls and when I reviewed, they looked terrible. That’s when I realized the camera was still set up to shoot quickly in bright sunshine rather than inside in morning light. A couple tweaks and I finally got some decent shots to put in the albums.

Something else I discovered quickly was that photography can be a real money pit. Even starting with a camera that is considered a pretty fantastic combination of capabilities at a reasonable cost, you can get sucked into spending a lot of money on glass. My camera came with a basic 14–42mm kit zoom lens.[1] It took OK pictures, but I knew I needed to upgrade. I quickly added an 40–150mm lens that would be better for snapping the girls at their sporting events.

Shortly after that I rented a 30mm prime lens that wasn’t terribly fast (f/2.8), but was awfully affordable. I really enjoyed the pictures I took in the two weeks I had it, but I ended up going with a 17mm lens I found fairly cheap on eBay. I was really interested in doing casual street photography and this focal length hit that desire just about perfectly. Again, not a super fast lens (also f/2.8), but one that seemed like a good starting point.

I shot with that lens most of the summer and began to get frustrated with some of the results I got from it. I looked long and hard at getting a much nicer Olympus prime lens, either a 25mm or 45mm f/1.8 lens. In the end, I decided to save money and buy a refurbished version of the 30mm lens I had used earlier in the summer, selling my kit lens to finance it. The new lens arrived last week and I’m anxious to get to work with it. So now I have 17mm and 30mm primes and the 40–150mm zoom. No high-end glass in there, but that’s a solid assortment for someone learning my way around photography. I’m confident that 45mm lens will join the collection at some point down the road.

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But what about the photography itself? Since most of my pictures have been of the girls, I can’t share them here, of course. But, at a minimum, I’m definitely getting better pictures of them for use in future calendars, albums, and so on. Thus I’ve met my goal for making the investment.

There’s more to it than just taking pics of the kids, though. I take my camera with me just about every time we go out to do something and try to get pics of interesting buildings, signs, or people. I’m working hard to learn how to get the right focus points, frame the photo in a cool way, and so on so I’m not just taking another picture of a building that’s been photographed thousands of times. I’ve also done the obligatory Lego photo sessions, when I can use the tiny plastic toys to play around with focal points and depth of field. I never understood why there were so many pictures of Lego figures on the Internet until I got my camera. Now it makes sense!

My only disappointment is that I have not mastered the birthday photo yet. The lighting in our house has always made birthday pics tough. I’ve had two chances so far, and on both birthdays my pics have been subpar. I have a hard time getting the balance between allowing enough light into the camera and taking the photos quick enough to capture moving kids. Hopefully I can get that down soon.

I’m also trying to simply get comfortable having a camera and shooting often. There’s a certain casualness that I think good photographers have. They aren’t drawing attention to themselves when they are shooting. They can get candid pictures of people without their subjects looking posed or awkward. I still feel a little weird sometimes when I put the camera to my eye and start to capture images. That will pass in time, I’m sure.

So, bottom line, I’m happy with my investment. For a starter camera, I highly recommend the EM–10. It is soooo much smaller and lighter than the Nikon and Canon DSLRs many people start with. And when you’re trying to move up from smartphone photography, I think that is a huge deal. Is it better than a DSLR? That’s a matter of opinion and not worth arguing about. I was awfully close to buying a Nikon, after all. I’m enjoying the self-education process and look forward to my pictures getting even better. And, as a bonus, my desire to get pictures in a variety of locations has us looking at new places to go visit on weekends.

Here are a few fun pics I’ve taken over the past four months. None of them are great, but they’re something to share, I guess. I can’t wait until I can look at a scene and immediately see what the interesting photo will be rather than just snapping a weird looking tree and hoping it turns out as a keeper. One goal for the fall is to put non-kid pics like these online in some kind of gallery. When I get to that point, I’ll let you know where to look.

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  1. For you photo gearheads out there, the EM–10 has a 2x crop factor, meaning as a 35mm equivalent, you double the values of its lenses. So the 14–42mm has a 35mm equivalent of 28–84mm. I hope I’ve confused a lot of you, because I had no idea what any of that meant four months ago.  ↩

New Tricks For An Old Dog

I hinted last week that I had made a purchase that would require a lengthy post. I’m sure some of you immediately thought, “That glorious bastard bought an Apple Watch!”

Nope.

My feelings about the Apple Watch are pretty similar to how I viewed the initial iPhone back in 2007: cool gadget, but I don’t see the need for one in my life. I think we’ll all be wearing some kind of connected watch in the relatively near future.[1] I’m just not ready to jump in yet.

So, what did I buy? Read on!


Each November I sit down and go through the pictures I’ve taken over the past year and build a photo calendar that we print three copies of: one for ourselves, one for my step-dad, and one for my father- and mother-in-law. It’s always fun to look back on the previous year, pick out the best shots of our favorite moments, and arrange them in a way that fits the natural rhythms of the year.

Over the past couple years, though, I’ve noticed my pool of pics from which I can select has gotten slimmer and slimmer. Like a lot of parents, my photography went through the roof with the birth of each kid, but has slowly tapered off since. Thanks to our iPhones, we rarely take out our Canon point-and-shoot anymore. When we do, I’m frustrated by its slow speed and limited abilities. And while the iPhones take good-enough pictures for small screen viewing or printing for school projects, many of its photos look very noisy or lose their focus when blown up to calendar size.

One saving grace is that I have a sister-in-law who is very into photography and owns a high-end Nikon DSLR with a good assortment of lenses. She’s always there to take pics at family gatherings or when we need a quick, high quality photo.

At C.’s First Communion I got out the Canon to try to get a couple better-than-iPhone pics. It/they sucked. I had already been toying with the idea of upgrading our camera, but that day pushed me into the mode of serious research.

Or into Obsessionville, I should admit. Over the next couple weeks I spent most waking hours when I wasn’t at, or traveling to-or-from, a sporting event researching cameras. I began with articles aimed at folks like myself, looking to get into more serious photography and away from smartphones and point-and-shoots, but not looking to spend a mortgage payment on gear. From these overviews, I drilled down and bookmarked dozens of reviews of individual cameras which I skimmed through. Next I built a list of contenders which I carefully cross-referenced against the best body + lens deals available on Amazon.

My big discovery in this research is that most photo experts no longer recommend jumping into the DSLR realm when moving from low-end cameras. The mirrorless category of cameras has matured enough that most recommend starting there. Which was perfect to me, as I loved the looks and size of most of the mirrorless cameras I was considering. My worry, though, was that the quicker speeds of DSLRs are better suited to sports photography than mirrorless cameras.

Thus I hit my conundrum: speed for sports in a larger package vs. a smaller, more stylish body that still takes great pics but may lag in the speed + distance area.

Two weeks ago I had my list narrowed down to two cameras: the mirrorless Sony a5000 and the Nikon D3300 DSLR. The a5000 was listed by some as the best beginner’s mirrorless camera, and Amazon offered a nice deal that included both a 50mm prime lens and a 16–55mm zoom lens for a hair over my preferred entry cost. The D3300 is considered by just about everyone the very best entry-level DSLR, would allow me to borrow lenses from my sister-in-law, and for a little less than the a5000 package I could get two zoom lenses and a bag.

For the next 48 hours I was maniacal about reading about each camera. Comparing specs. Finding flaws and deciding whether they were deal-breakers. Reevaluating my wish list. Finding similar cameras that I threw into the mix, only to later delete them. It got a little ridiculous.

I had each camera in my Amazon cart at least twice, but then went through one last check of details that made me change my mind.

By two Saturdays ago I had reached an impasse. I could not make a decision. I went back to my first thoughts: I wanted something that was relatively small, at a decent price, but which a) still took great pictures and b) gave me access to good quality glass for building a lens collection.

While at one of C.’s softball games, something tickled the back of my brain and I made a mental note. When we got home, I went to two different websites I read for non-photography reasons, remembering some camera discussion in the past. I found the two posts I was looking for, read through them, then spent the entire evening on a crash course learning about mystery camera #3.

At roughly 11:30 pm, I clicked Place Your Order. There was no going back.

Although I had selected regular delivery, at about 5:30 pm Sunday, our doorbell rang and a small package was sitting there when the girls opened the door. I was officially the owner of an Olympus OM-D E-M10.

Why the change from the Sony or Nikon? The E-M10 is mirrorless, and part of the Micro Four Thirds family of cameras that use common lenses. Olympus makes great glass, and any Panasonic or other manufacturer’s MFT lens will fit it. The E-M10 is roughly the same price as the Sony, but a much better camera. In fact, it’s not far off in performance from its big brothers, the E-M5, which is several hundred dollars more, or the E-M5 Mark II, which will set you back over a grand for the body alone.

In short, it’s a small, good looking camera that captures great images and gives you high level performance for a relatively modest price. It ticks just about every box I was looking for.

My entire life I’ve been a point-and-shoot photographer. I will occasionally use my sister-in-law’s Nikon, but almost exclusively in full auto mode. I don’t know anything about shutter speeds or aperture sizes or ISO. Since the camera arrived I’ve been reading books and websites to try to figure out how to use it in more than just Auto or Program mode. I still need to do some review to make sure I have the concepts straight in my head, and the controls on the camera figured out, but I think I’m going to go and and do some shooting in full Manual mode this week. If you’ve got the tools, you have to know how to use them.

So far I’ve only taken a few pics, mostly of the girls. As my policy is not to post pics of them here, I don’t have any early examples of my efforts. Hopefully I can get some decent non-kid shots to share here soon. L. and I are headed to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway for a field trip Friday. That seems like a perfect spot to start.

It’s been fun to read and learn about photography. I’m looking forward to using the camera and being able to actually use real photography terms in conversation. While I’ve only done limited shooting, I like the way the camera feels and works. I’m excited to gain more control of it as my knowledge expands.

And, like any good, adult hobby, I’ve discovered that photography can be a real money pit. Sure, you go buy a body and lens to start off with. But you need a bag to protect the camera and glass.[2] And you need a cool strap to replace the crappy one included in the box. And then there is the lure of better lenses, many of which can match or exceed the original cost of the camera body. As I’ve quickly learned, there is no such thing as a cheap accessory in the photography equipment section.

So that’s my latest purchase and my newest hobby. You’ll be hearing more about it.

Pre-teens walk around with smartphones now. Technology is unrelenting and undeniable.  ↩

I ended up just buying a small insert I can use in bags I already own.  ↩

First Taste

I couldn’t wait any longer, so last night I cracked open my first bottle of my first batch of beer. While I found it lacking in a few areas, I am reasonably pleased with how the B. Brewery’s first beer, Naismith Nut Brown Ale, turned out.

My first concern, as I mentioned last week, was that I had presented too much oxygen in the bottling process and there might be some off odors/flavors present. First thing I did last night was smell the beer. All I smelled was the pleasant, malty, nuttiness you expect from a brown ale. When I poured it, the beer produced a terrific head, a sign the bottle conditining had worked properly. Another sniff before tasting and still no off odors. Then the first taste. It was pretty darn good. I don’t think anyone would confuse it with a quality brown ale you would get from a microbrewer, but the beer had the lingering maltiness that I love from the style.1

The beer continued to drink well as I worked through the glass, but a couple issues popped up. First, if anything the beer was over-carbonated. I left too much liquid behind when I poured from the boiling kettle to the fermenter, so my final yield was 43 bottles instead of the 50 or so that I should have got. I guess that was a big enough discrepancy to make the final product a little too bubbly.

Second, the flavor is not quite as full as I would expect or prefer. I don’t know if it’s the carbonation that is hiding the flavor or something else. I would say 80% of the taste is fine, but you don’t get hit with the delicious, nut-browniness at the beginning of your sip. I’m going to send a couple bottles to one of my brothers in brewing and see what his thoughts are.

But overall I’m very pleased with the final result. This is only based on one bottle, so hopefully that will still be true as I drink more and the beer ages a little more. My biggest concern about home brewing was doing something wrong and having two cases of beer that I didn’t like and couldn’t get rid of. That’s not a problem, which for a first batch, is enough to call it a success.

Now I have to figure out what to brew next.


  1. I have a six pack of Red Hook Nut Brown Ale in the fridge. If you like that style, find some of this, because it is excellent. It’s so good it probably made it hard for me to evaluate my beer. 

Racked And Ready

Two weeks down, two to go.

Yesterday I racked and bottled my first batch of beer. Racking is the process in which the beer is moved from the fermenter into a temporary container, where it is mixed with sugar which will kick off the carbonation process once bottled.

Everything appeared well with my nut brown ale. When I popped the top of the fermenter, I was greeted by the pleasant smell of a healthy, growing brown ale. As I moved it to my bottling bucket, I took a small sip. The taste was terrific, although at room temperature and with no carbonation, it wasn’t exactly ready-to-drink.

My only hiccup came in getting the beer into the bottle. I don’t have a bottling tube, and using the long tubing from the siphon was unwieldy, and I feared not terribly sanitary. So I just used the spigot on the bottling bucket, which may have presented too much oxygen into the process. I guess I’ll find out in a couple weeks when I stick it in the fridge and then drink it up.

I had a tentative name in mind, but made an adjustment yesterday. I’m pretty pleased with what I came up with. Today I designed some labels and ordered them. All systems are go, providing the bottles don’t explode because I miscalculated the timing on bottling.

Just another reason for my beer-loving readers to visit Indy, so they can try it for themselves!

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