Thursday, August 9, 2007
shake the disease
a few weeks ago, young sent me a link to a lowend lomo ringflash which was evil of him because he’d knew i’d buy it. he knows too well my camera compulsions and i’m sure you do as well since i’m always writing about some camera crap i bought. 3 weeks later, i finally get it. don’t ever buy anything from www.lomography.com they are slow as hell.
anyway, i think i’ll get some good use out of the flash. it has a built-in slave in addition to the hotshoe adapter which is surprising cause it’s kind of toy and came with a bunch of color filters. i think that’s what did me in because as you can see from a lot of my night shots, i love flash filters. also what was appealing was that it was $65 and ringflashes at least “real” ones are reallllllly expensive. they produce even lighting, minimize shadows and they’re usually used by fashion photographers or used for promo shots. i like this one of iggy

back to the cheap ringflash, the biggest obstacle i see is that it doesn’t come with a rig for any other cameras outside of the lomo lc-a, lomo fish eye, and holga. sucks, because i’ll have to get creative and jury rig so it will stay on my digital cameras. and it’s not a true ringflash because the real deal is a complete circle of light whereas this has 4 little flashes at each corner. it does work with digi cams though. here’s 2 test shots i took last night. i still am trying to figure out what speed i should set it at


i haven’t had a chance to test it on real actual humans yet which is what they should be used for. last night i opted to hang out with dave gahan instead of going out and meeting up with folks
THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I FEEL

I’D RATHER NOT BE

THE ONE BEHIND THE WHEEL

i thought, well since i’m sitting on my ass i might as well break out the drum sticks and practice my dribbles and stick control while watching this 88 dm concert. i like to multi-task my geekery. so here i am using this magazine on the floor as my practice pad and one of the sticks flew out of my hand during “Pleasure Little Treasure” and chipped the paint off my wall where it struck. i don’t know why i feel compelled to share these things with you.





There comes a time in all our lives when we must embrace our inner gay man and admit to loving Depeche Mode ;0)
Comment by b — Thursday, August 9, 2007 10:18 am