My excitement over old glass continues, heck, even grows as I got my first Carl Zeiss glass. One of the cooler lens:
Damn, I've never been so excited about any glass before, I'm not exactly sure what's about it (beside great optical quality and very short focusing distance which I can see would make it a great portrait lens and the fact that for it's age it must have really been a pinnacle of optical engineering) but it has a certain mojo that's..yeah, it makes me feel something and it makes me want to go and shoot with it. Like an original fuji x100, that had it too.
Anywas, see for yourself, I shot this with it:
getting to know the feel of new/old lens and preparing myself for my upcoming bigger piece which would have some similar themes in it but I want to explore them (and myself) a little deeper. But I like this one too. It's a little better than the one I shot before, and that's the most important thing.
As I mentioned in my previous post, I started to dabble with old lenses for my gh3
I went all the way and bought a (relatively) cheap pixco speedbooster which is, when I think about it, one of the coolest pieces of photography gear I've ever come across: it's an adapter to M42 lenses (I should've bought mft-canon eos as it's more versatile but I wasn't able to found one) that expands a field of view by 0,7 and adds one F-stop so instead of regular adapter which would gave me 70/2.8 from 35/2.8 lens it gaves me 50/2. How fucking cool is that? ( although, to play a never-happy-white- westerner: it stops on 1.4 so you don't get those mystical 0.xx appertures)
Ok, so I bought the adapter and good pal of mine, JP, was kind enough to lend me two lenses for (great) start: Fujinon 50/1.4 and Porst 35/2.8.
Long story short: I love it. This is another piece of the puzzle I was looking for. Glass with legacy. Older than me. Flawed and with character. Actually, the lenses I got are from the inheritance which means that the last owner died. And that's fascinating to me. He had them and he used them to capture and create around his own existence and vision and...then he died. And now I have them and do the same thing. And one day I will die, and.. yeah, you get the point.
I'm hooked. Seems that legacy glass will be the way to go for me. The progress in photography industry and all that is great (I guess, I haven't seen any new cameras for awhile as I don't really care) but it's.. too sharp. It feels sterile. 4k and all that, I don't know man, especially for filmmaking: where's the romance? Where's the art? Where are the flaws that shapes us, you know?
(And it's funny because I saw good friend using them few years ago, but I didn't get it back then. That's such a beautiful thing about artistic evolution, that it's..well, evolution.)
But you know me, I'm still looking for my place and my way. I don't thing these technologies and internet and robots..mmm, I'm cautious. Good servant, bad master.
Anyways, I'm learning, I took my new glass amongst people and friends who are having fun and are way more chilled and cool than I'll ever be.
We chanted and danced around bonfire. One of the cool expriences.
Say what you will about new gadgets, but technology would never even come close to the shared experience of sharing a body of energy around fire. Getting in touch woth those inner beasts that are still there. Wanting to roam and howl and explore. Yeah, that's something I can get behind as you probably know by now.
Fucking fire. And wide spaces. And gusting winds stinging in the face.
Don't let them get you.
Umm, ok. Yeah, other than that I'm doing my usual spiel and preparing couple projects in upcoming months and if I'll be able to make them as I see them in my head (which we know is rarely/ever the case) they could be pretty cool and I'll learn a ton. We'll see, we'll see.
I have few more things, but I'll save them for the next time.