- Location
- Williamsburg, VA
- Name
- Chris
Greetings all,
Just sitting here this morning having a cup o' joe and prognosticating on things in life. Feel free to ignore, at this juncture I'm probably just talking to myself, but sometimes it's important to have one of "those talks".....
I've been a photog since in college, in the '80's when I lived in New Orleans. Made many a Tri-X exposure on my Olympus OM-1n, the negatives I still have by the way..
My photographic life has meandered around a bit and I became a Fuji adopter about 10 years ago with a x100s. Previously I had been pretty much a Nikonista, but to be honest that had seriously lost it's luster by that point and the image inventory from those years is pretty bleak.
The x100 was like finding a new friend. It was a bit of a journey becoming "one" with it, but one day I grabbed this image at Point Lomo State park outside of San Diego, and I realized I could let the Nikon kit go.
The ensuing years have been extremely productive image wise. Covid gave me the luxury (time) of going through the image inventory (some 70k worth), culling, post processing and creating Google Albums that I've distributed to my family.
The cadre of cameras has been gussied up quite a bit (damn you GAS....) with the addition of a X-Pro2, X-T2 and a x100f. This was done so that the sensors, controls and menu's were all fairly similar to reduce the learning curve. Old fart, remember...
One thing I've noticed of late is I've not been quite as motivated to grab a camera and just go out and shoot.
Methinks that's probably a compendium of life events that have been on going. We sold our house last year as a prerequisite to a "final" home in retirement. I sold my wonderful S2000, as I loved her, she simply had stopped loving me, at least physically. For short periods of time she was a blast, but as I'm officially an "old fart" she wasn't comfortable for more than brief periods of time.
After a couple of months though, the sirens call for a convertible was heard, and a gorgeous Lexus SC430 found it's way home. I'll be the first one to admit, shiny thing syndrome was well and fully in play here, and Scarlett, as I call her, was my fascination, with photography falling away in interest.
I'm coming up on a year with Scarlett, and my wife and I love her, but she's becoming very familiar and shiny thing syndrome is dissipating
We used Scarlett to travel fairly extensively in our next challenge, deciding where we want to retire. We've canvassed Virginia, and visited a couple of other areas, but we have officially decided that Williamsburg, VA is where "we will be".
My wife and I first visited about a year ago, for our 40th anniversary actually. As we are from New Orleans, many things in Williamsburg felt like "home". The history, sea fairing culture of the Tidewater, honestly the smell in the air, but mostly it's the South. Don't take me wrong, I'm a southerner, tried and true. We've yearned for that quality our entire time here in Northern Virginia, and the first time we encountered it in Williamsburg, it was definitely an "oh my" moment.
After looking at buying a house in Williamsburg, which proved a bit difficult, we bit the bullet and signed a contract with a custom builder yesterday to construct the "home of our dreams". Luckily we made enough from the sale of the house in Reston to completely cover the cost, and while this cost pushed the envelope, we will get everything we wanted in a home. We found a lot in Fords Colony that we will go to act of sale for on Friday, so all is good.
And interestingly, thus this diatribe, the itch has returned. The itch to just go out and meander and acquire amazing imagery.
Life is wonderous thing.
If this has bored you, my apologies. This has been a bit therapeutic for me.
Have a great Father's Day weekend!
Just sitting here this morning having a cup o' joe and prognosticating on things in life. Feel free to ignore, at this juncture I'm probably just talking to myself, but sometimes it's important to have one of "those talks".....
I've been a photog since in college, in the '80's when I lived in New Orleans. Made many a Tri-X exposure on my Olympus OM-1n, the negatives I still have by the way..
My photographic life has meandered around a bit and I became a Fuji adopter about 10 years ago with a x100s. Previously I had been pretty much a Nikonista, but to be honest that had seriously lost it's luster by that point and the image inventory from those years is pretty bleak.
The x100 was like finding a new friend. It was a bit of a journey becoming "one" with it, but one day I grabbed this image at Point Lomo State park outside of San Diego, and I realized I could let the Nikon kit go.
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The ensuing years have been extremely productive image wise. Covid gave me the luxury (time) of going through the image inventory (some 70k worth), culling, post processing and creating Google Albums that I've distributed to my family.
The cadre of cameras has been gussied up quite a bit (damn you GAS....) with the addition of a X-Pro2, X-T2 and a x100f. This was done so that the sensors, controls and menu's were all fairly similar to reduce the learning curve. Old fart, remember...
One thing I've noticed of late is I've not been quite as motivated to grab a camera and just go out and shoot.
Methinks that's probably a compendium of life events that have been on going. We sold our house last year as a prerequisite to a "final" home in retirement. I sold my wonderful S2000, as I loved her, she simply had stopped loving me, at least physically. For short periods of time she was a blast, but as I'm officially an "old fart" she wasn't comfortable for more than brief periods of time.
After a couple of months though, the sirens call for a convertible was heard, and a gorgeous Lexus SC430 found it's way home. I'll be the first one to admit, shiny thing syndrome was well and fully in play here, and Scarlett, as I call her, was my fascination, with photography falling away in interest.
I'm coming up on a year with Scarlett, and my wife and I love her, but she's becoming very familiar and shiny thing syndrome is dissipating
We used Scarlett to travel fairly extensively in our next challenge, deciding where we want to retire. We've canvassed Virginia, and visited a couple of other areas, but we have officially decided that Williamsburg, VA is where "we will be".
My wife and I first visited about a year ago, for our 40th anniversary actually. As we are from New Orleans, many things in Williamsburg felt like "home". The history, sea fairing culture of the Tidewater, honestly the smell in the air, but mostly it's the South. Don't take me wrong, I'm a southerner, tried and true. We've yearned for that quality our entire time here in Northern Virginia, and the first time we encountered it in Williamsburg, it was definitely an "oh my" moment.
After looking at buying a house in Williamsburg, which proved a bit difficult, we bit the bullet and signed a contract with a custom builder yesterday to construct the "home of our dreams". Luckily we made enough from the sale of the house in Reston to completely cover the cost, and while this cost pushed the envelope, we will get everything we wanted in a home. We found a lot in Fords Colony that we will go to act of sale for on Friday, so all is good.
And interestingly, thus this diatribe, the itch has returned. The itch to just go out and meander and acquire amazing imagery.
Life is wonderous thing.
If this has bored you, my apologies. This has been a bit therapeutic for me.
Have a great Father's Day weekend!
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