That’s a little lie. It isn’t actually day one. I bought my first DSLR camera almost a week ago, splashing out during an involuntarily extended sojourn airside at Heathrow, on my way out to Tunis. My much loved, super little digital point-and-click camera (Ricoh Caplio R6), having done sterling service for some years and taken many, many thousand snapshots, has been showing signs of unreliability for some months and I had long been considering upgrading to a DSLR. The temptation of duty-free prices and unexpectedly having a little time on my hands combined into a tipping point, and sometime after wandering into the shop I emerged with a Canon EOS 600D (otherwise, I gather, know as a Rebel T3i), a lens I have yet to learn how to use, two batteries, two memory cards, a small but useful selection of freebie accessories, countless cables with unfathomable purposes and a rather smart and practical carry case.
It’s time to be honest. I’m not a photographer. I’m a snap-shotter. The only piece of photographic advice I have ever managed to follow is to take my camera with me, everywhere. The result has been many thousand of random snaps, which I value greatly for the memories they bring, especially those of friends and family but very few of any merit. And those which might be considered good are the result of luck rather than intent or skill (if you take thousands of snaps, one or two are bound to be interestingly). Nor am I a techno-savvy. If I am to justify the investment I’ve just made, and fulfil by aspirations to produce shots I can be proud to share, I have a lot to learn.
So that’s what this blog is about – an attempt to record the journey I hope to make from transitory snapshots to photographs worth permanence. It’s unashamedly for my benefit as I hope, in a year or two, to be able look back and see that I’ve made progress. You’re welcome to comment or critique my travels with my camera and if you gain or learn something from it, that’s even better.