Now that the fancy new DSLR camera is here, it's ok for me to take pictures of fruit on my office desk and not be considered remotely strange. It's perfectly acceptable to view everything around me as art - looking at every shaft of light, that broken branch, that crumbling wall. All as long as you can figure out how on earth your own bloody camera works.
I've deliberately implemented a steep learning curve by taking a plunge into the deep end of photography. Hopefully now my constant theft of other people's DSLR cameras will subside and in no time at all through the power of Wikipedia and Google, I'll start seeing some results other than still fruit in a suburban office complex.
I've deliberately implemented a steep learning curve by taking a plunge into the deep end of photography. Hopefully now my constant theft of other people's DSLR cameras will subside and in no time at all through the power of Wikipedia and Google, I'll start seeing some results other than still fruit in a suburban office complex.
