Sometimes things become clearer when we use the right lens. This photo was taken several years back in my bedroom in Carlisle, England. I used my old faithful Nikon F50 SLR (a relic now by most standards) with a Sigma-compatible lens mounted.
It worked fine. Did the job despite the heavy beating it took with my crazy travelling schedule back then. I am so used to its timing, settings and everything else that it is getting hard to adjust to a digital counterpart.
OK, OK... given that film cameras are going the way of the typewriter, I am still clinging to my old faithful contraption. After all, it gave me countless snaps of great (and some totally disastrous) shots, and it stuck with me through all the abuse across the foot of the Himalayas to the summer nights at the train stations in Europe to the slums of India and back again to the rainforests of Malaysia. And all that was in between too.
Through the lens of this camera I saw the world. And myself.
I guess one day, I would really have to put aside my film cam and go totally digital... more cost and time effective. But as for now, I am allowing myself to linger...
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