One of my biggest flaws as a photographer is that, while I’m great at checking my levels and setting my f-stop and my shutter speed correctly (my E-series 50mm is a full manual, which is sometimes a major pain in the ass, but also makes me very conscious of remembering to meter correctly), I tend to … casually forget, let’s say, that I’ve changed my ISO between locations, and then I attempt to shoot shows in dark bars with the same 200ISO that I was using outside in sunshine to take macro shots of flowers.
This does not work, for the record.
I’m going to get a tattoo on the inside of my left wrist that reminds me to check all settings — I’m not sure what it will be yet, but I’m leaning toward the little play symbol inside the square that Nikon uses for the “look at all the shots already on the memory card” — because when I’m fucking with shutter speed, I always hold my camera in my left hand with my wrist turned up toward myself. If I’m going to put a permanent reminder somewhere, that’s the place to put it.
And hence: my photos of Vibrant Green from Wednesday night are better than my photos of I Was Totally Destroying It. Because I remembered to change my ISO between the sets.
This weekend features the Maryland/Carolina baseball series, and the CD release show for American Aquarium’s new disc — a show with a great line-up, at a venue whose light can be (overly red) hit or miss, so we’ll see. Today I mostly watched CSI and took pictures of lettuce, so anything’s got to be an improvement over that.
brand new kind of photography 