<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556</id><updated>2011-07-09T18:04:21.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierre Contant -  Photography</title><subtitle type='html'>The bright side of the digital darkroom.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-8027549106526230157</id><published>2010-08-20T08:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T08:34:23.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The more I learn the more I realize how little I know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4855224383/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4855224383_252ba313a7_m.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4855224383/"&gt;Sauble Beach, On The Rocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pierrecontant/"&gt;Pierre Contant (in and out)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To me, photography is far more than the recording of light to produce a beautiful image. Photography is a means by which we can see and appreciate what this world has to offer. To go out on a photo expedition (alone or with someone) and to return without a good image is not failure or a waste of time. If you feel that way then you are missing out on the better parts of photography which is all about being there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if your lack of result is because you don’t have the skill and knowledge to create images then you better start putting in the required time and effort to learn the craft.  Nothing comes easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been at this for over 25 years but it is only recently that I’ve started to better understand the art of photography.  My photography and skills continue to evolve and (hopefully) improve as I invest countless hours learning and practicing the craft.  The more I learn the more I realize how little I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-8027549106526230157?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8027549106526230157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8027549106526230157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-me-photography-is-far-more-than.html' title='The more I learn the more I realize how little I know.'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4855224383_252ba313a7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-177565548580255742</id><published>2010-06-22T11:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:07:39.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4722743604/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1216/4722743604_3f6bf1cc61_m.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4722743604/"&gt;“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” - Pablo Picasso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pierrecontant/"&gt;Pierre Contant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every once and awhile you create an image and say “Wow, this is one of my favorites.”  This last image is one of them.  I shared this feeling with my Sister and she wanted to know why I felt this way about the image.   That’s a good question to ask and sometimes difficult for me to answer unless I take the time to really think about why an image moves me more than another. It’s a bit like music; I usually get hooked to a song mainly by the music and not the lyrics.  It’s only after listening to the song a hundred times that I finally hear the lyrics. I may have subconsciously heard them and liked them at first but it’s the beat of the music that got me interested and hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An image does the same to me.  The visual impact is the music and the meaning of the image is the lyrics.  So what does this image say to me that makes it a fav?  First and foremost it is an image of someone I dearly love and admire.  My daughter is a beautiful person both physically and personally.  She’s mature, intelligent and has a wonderful bubbly outlook on life and a great sense of humour.  And this image depicts that.  Life can be as simple and beautiful as blowing bubbles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funky processing has a retro feel while the composition and POV gives a sense of space and freedom.  So in summary, this image is about freedom and the simplistic beauty of life.  To me it’s refreshing and would be a great image for a life is good type ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-177565548580255742?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/177565548580255742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/177565548580255742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1216/4722743604_3f6bf1cc61_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-2680518092076912699</id><published>2010-05-23T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:11:24.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S_nfT7KN3zI/AAAAAAAAAio/adGFxJW12Zg/s1600/4634031796_02e47eaea5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S_nfT7KN3zI/AAAAAAAAAio/adGFxJW12Zg/s320/4634031796_02e47eaea5_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I was gone this weekend on our annual fishing opener trip with my Dad, son and brother-in-law. &amp;nbsp;As we got ready for some evening walleye fishing I soon realized that fishing would be a challenge.&amp;nbsp; Not because of the fish but the sky.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While everyone fished, I couldn’t stop but appreciate the incredible sky as a storm-like cloud cover moved in.&amp;nbsp; Instead of fishing, I kept on snapping images with my trusty Canon G11.&amp;nbsp; It was mixed emotions as two of my passions collided – my Canon winning the battle while my Shimano reel watched in disappointment.&amp;nbsp; When we got back home, my Dad, son and brother-in-law bragged about the ones they got and the ones that got away while I hurried into my digital dark room and began to process the best catch of the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;From the brigther side of the darkroom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pierre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-2680518092076912699?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/2680518092076912699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/2680518092076912699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/05/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S_nfT7KN3zI/AAAAAAAAAio/adGFxJW12Zg/s72-c/4634031796_02e47eaea5_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-9046958109932253572</id><published>2010-05-13T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:39:21.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' Up!</title><content type='html'>Last night my son got his new Honda CRF100.&amp;nbsp; After a few minutes of  getting use to the bike, he was off in the mud to get it dirty.&amp;nbsp; I’m  looking forward to creating a&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/3470299937/"&gt; new  poster&lt;/a&gt; with this bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S-wOcFY-ZrI/AAAAAAAAAig/_O6IlC3Mi80/s1600/DC3_2448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S-wOcFY-ZrI/AAAAAAAAAig/_O6IlC3Mi80/s400/DC3_2448.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-9046958109932253572?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/9046958109932253572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/9046958109932253572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/05/movin-up.html' title='Movin&apos; Up!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S-wOcFY-ZrI/AAAAAAAAAig/_O6IlC3Mi80/s72-c/DC3_2448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-5363993758200188908</id><published>2010-04-06T11:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:33:58.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Spring Seminars &amp; Workshops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S7vg-_PUR7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mPvjlUN2Gh8/s1600/Spring+Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Workshops'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S7vg-_PUR7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mPvjlUN2Gh8/s72-c/Spring+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-418847684865636918</id><published>2010-03-15T22:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:21:40.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva's Cheatin' Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4436944220/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4436944220_fe07c10d18_m.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4436944220/"&gt;Eva's cheatin' again!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pierrecontant/"&gt;Pierre Contant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While in Havana I was on the lookout for the old lady with the cigar picture that I had seen so many times before.  What I was looking for was a close up shot of her. By luck, I took a side street near the Plaza de la Catedral and there they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few Cuban Convertible Pesos you can get just about anything in Cuba, including a picture with these kind ladies.  The problem was she wasn’t alone and I was not about to make the others feel unwanted. So I gave my daughter my camera and told her to a take a picture of me as my close up shot was quickly turning into a group shot. My daughter was puzzled and not sure where I was going and then embarrassed as I made my way to the old lady’s and sat between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t about to hug them or get close but they quickly squeezed me in and I was astonished to see one lady put her leg over mine. My arm had to go around her or or I had to put my hand on her leg and since I wasn’t up for the challenge, I decided to put my hand on her leg. (By the look of my hand position you can tell there was no comfort there.  In fact I wasn’t sure what the hell I was touchin’!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the shot was taken, I got up like if I had sat on a thumb tack.  I wasn’t about to spark up any conversation, especially with my very limited Spanish vocabulary. With my luck I would have said “beso por favor, damas” instead of “Gracias señoras”.  So I turned around and handed the lady in red (I guess Chris de Burgh was in Havana too) a Pesos, thinking that this was plenty for my 1/400 sec stay on the bench.    Well I was wrong.  The old lady on the right was quick to point out I was 2 Pesos short.  Now it wasn’t the Spanish slur she toothlessly yelled out that made me clue in on this but rather the two crooked figures she kept showing me.  Once I realized that this was as straight as they got and she wasn’t giving me the peace sign or trying to make different animals on the shadows of the wall, I knew I owed her two more Pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly scrambled looking for money to pay them off and get the hell out of there before one of these old tarts decided that a kiss would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-418847684865636918?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/418847684865636918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/418847684865636918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/03/eva-cheatin-again.html' title='Eva&amp;#39;s Cheatin&amp;#39; Again!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4436944220_fe07c10d18_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-1724619207836038813</id><published>2010-03-09T23:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:36:15.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon G11 Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Many people invest significant amounts of money on high-end cameras and equipment which is often more than they really need or even know how to use.&amp;nbsp; Their lack of results is just another justification to spend more money on accessories or even worse, stop using what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often tell people that the camera doesn’t make a difference and that their camera (often a P&amp;amp;S) can create beautiful images. They usually look at me with disbelief as I stand there holding my DSLR (which can look impressive with the battery grip and a f2.8 lens).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have undoubtedly and unintentionally initiated many DLSR purchases with the (false) pretense that this would result in the person creating better images.&amp;nbsp; I’m not stupid, DSLR (APS-C or full frame) image files are far superior in detail to work with than a P&amp;amp;S camera but the reality is the photographer creates the image, not the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent purchase of a Canon G11 P&amp;amp;S camera has raised a few eyebrows.&amp;nbsp; Why would I go from a Nikon D300 to a Canon G11?&amp;nbsp; Why not a D700 or even jump ship to a 5D?&amp;nbsp; First thing is I didn’t replace my D300 for a G11.&amp;nbsp; I got the G11 to compliment my existing equipment and more importantly I purchased it to bring as my main camera on my trip to Cuba, instead of lugging around my 30lbs camera bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S5cfIHFYZgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/VH9smkT6Q38/s1600-h/Lobby+Niight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S5cfIHFYZgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/VH9smkT6Q38/s320/Lobby+Niight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; This was also a great opportunity and challenge for me because a good P&amp;amp;S separates the photographers from the wannabes.&amp;nbsp; It was also an excellent occasion for me to build a portfolio of images to prove my point on P&amp;amp;S capabilities for my next workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already had an excellent example of this and it was&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1bluecanoe/"&gt;1bluecanoe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Ruthanne is a phenomenal artist who has an eye for photography. I discovered her when I started on flickr and I was amazed by her work which she produces with her Canon Powershot.&amp;nbsp; Ever since I’ve discovered her work she’s been an inspiration and has made me realize that&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.kenrockwell.com/tech/notcamera.htm"&gt;your camera doesn't matter&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Expectation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the most important and overlooked aspect of selecting a camera, settings and workflow is having clear expectations of the end result.&amp;nbsp; What do you want to do with the photos?&amp;nbsp; View them on a computer?&amp;nbsp; Print them? What size?&amp;nbsp; 4x6?&amp;nbsp; 20x24? One could say that you should always have the highest expectations and work accordingly.&amp;nbsp; The fact is that we do not all have Ansel Adams capabilities nor do we shoot with 8 x 10 view cameras.&amp;nbsp; Few people sell or print their images much bigger than 12 x 16.&amp;nbsp; Working like if you will make wall size prints all the time is very time consuming, expensive and an unrealistic approach for your typical (serious) amateur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my expectations for this trip were clear.&amp;nbsp; Capture sufficient quality images for a Blurb book that would tell the story of our trip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This meant a P&amp;amp;S would be perfect and shooting in JPG with the odd RAW would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week in Cuba shooting the G11 and a borrowed D10 and processing the images, here are my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a stress point a view, it was a pleasure to be on a trip and not have to worry about $7k of equipment which I carry most of it when I travel.&amp;nbsp; All I had was a small belt bag with the camera, spare battery and memory cards.&amp;nbsp; On the beach or near the pool I didn’t care about the sand or the saltwater, the D10 could take it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The G11 clearly exceeded my expectations.&amp;nbsp; In fact, the only time I wish I had my DSLR was when I was in Havana where my Tokina 11-16 would have come in handy. Although P&amp;amp;S are slow, I managed to capture all but one key shot during the dolphin show.&amp;nbsp; The G11 has a handy Quick Shot setting for action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canon G11 is truly an amazing camera.&amp;nbsp; Interestingly Canon has gone from 12 MP (G9), 14 MP (G10) down to 10 MP on the G11. They have improved image quality and noise reduction to produce superlative quality images on 10 MP, busting the myth that more Megapixels is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I like:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Small and compact, not stress/worry camera&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Amazing quality for a small sensor camera&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feature rich including RAW, bracketing and hot shoe&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Image Stablizer&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Excellent controls for a photographer&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Phenomenal Macro capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I don’t like:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Distortion – more than my ultra-wide, can be corrected in PS but a pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Limited wide angle view and I’m a super-wide angle guy.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Buttons on back are too easily pressed by accident – Canon should have a way to disable or modify to increase pressure to activate.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Slow as compared to a DSLR&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Only 5x zoom.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Too much DOF, basically no bokeh capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I had to do it all over again &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I buy the G11 and do the same thing?&amp;nbsp; Absolutely!&amp;nbsp; The G11 has become an extension of me and with me all the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even when I’m out with my D300, the G11 is on my belt, ready capture the macro world or a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What about the D10?&amp;nbsp; My expectations were much lower of this camera as I had read some mix reviews about its performance.&amp;nbsp; Well I was very impressed with this camera too. Look at these examples and you will see why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S5cbOCgOLKI/AAAAAAAAAho/hJm-eKoJ3wI/s1600-h/IMG_1642a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S5cbOCgOLKI/AAAAAAAAAho/hJm-eKoJ3wI/s320/IMG_1642a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m putting the final touches on my Blurb book (about 140 pages) and look forward to see it in print.&amp;nbsp; I also look forward to my next Digital Photography Workshop as I finally got the material needed to share and show people what can be done with a P&amp;amp;S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are disappointed with your photos and are considering to buy a new camera, think twice because odds are the problem is not with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-1724619207836038813?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/1724619207836038813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/1724619207836038813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/03/canon-g11-challenge.html' title='Canon G11 Challenge'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/S5cfIHFYZgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/VH9smkT6Q38/s72-c/Lobby+Niight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-6844279508168239866</id><published>2010-01-31T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:48:26.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4319243664/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4319243664_131b8dd4dd_m.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4319243664/"&gt;Winter Sunset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pierrecontant/"&gt;Pierre Contant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During my holidays there was only one day in the week that was forecasting sun.  This was obviously the day I was going to take advantage of the light but what I didn't know was that this was also the day my wife was going to take advantage of my painting abilities.    So you  can image how enthusiastic I was to be painting inside the house as I looked out the window to see the beautiful sunny day.   By noon I was done my bit and finally got to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed up north to discover new landscape.  The more I drove, the cloudier it got.  By the time I got to where I wanted to go, it was overcast and gray.  I turned aournd drove back and as I got closer to my home the sky got clearer and clearer, only to realize that it was sunny all day at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the snowshoes out and headed to a small river and captured this Winter Sunset as the clouds from the North finally moved in.    As I stood there on thin ice, I couldn't stop but think how unlucky I had been, missing out on all the days  light.   And then I thought, with my luck today, I better get off this thin ice before I start swimming with a tripod and camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-6844279508168239866?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6844279508168239866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6844279508168239866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-sunset.html' title='Winter Sunset'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4319243664_131b8dd4dd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-220046607572624872</id><published>2010-01-07T22:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:25:15.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southampton Lighthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4248988577/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2777/4248988577_43bf68e864_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pierrecontant/4248988577/"&gt;Southampton Lighthouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pierrecontant/"&gt;Pierre Contant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another example of having to wait for the right conditions to get the image you want.  This was taken in Southhampton and my previous attempt to capture this image was not to my liking.  The sky was not clear and the clouds were not great either but the first attempt allowed me to work the area and establish a plan for this image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although one would think this shot was taken on a hot summer night, it wasn't.  In fact I took this image on our return from Port Huron USA.  That day it reached a  high of 30C in Port Huron but a cold front was moving in from the north.  As we drove back to Sauble Beach that evening I had timed our return so that  we could be in Southampton at sunset.  By then it was cold at about 13C and the wind was blowing from the North.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out my truck while my family watched me adventure out on to the rock pier.  I set up my tripod and camera and starting shooting.  The water was splashing onto my camera and lmy lens but I didn't have any thing to wipe the lens so I had to take my T-shirt off to protect my equipment between shots and to clean the lens.  My wife thought I was stupid and convinced I must have been freezing.  The fact is that I was so concentrated and consumed by the shoot that temperature was the last thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result was worth all the efforts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-220046607572624872?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/220046607572624872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/220046607572624872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2010/01/southampton-lighthouse_07.html' title='Southampton Lighthouse'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2777/4248988577_43bf68e864_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-272478235272565050</id><published>2009-11-29T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:57:42.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Atom Champions!</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! After three years of finishing second in this tournament, the boys finally won the gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SxMlw7IxpYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RpWeAVMLnog/s1600/Gaston+Gingras+2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SxMlw7IxpYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RpWeAVMLnog/s320/Gaston+Gingras+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-272478235272565050?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/272478235272565050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/272478235272565050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/11/2009-atom-champions.html' title='2009 Atom Champions!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SxMlw7IxpYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RpWeAVMLnog/s72-c/Gaston+Gingras+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-826967251007946917</id><published>2009-10-11T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:27:26.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Métomedia Official Photographer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had an objective to bump off everyone`s weather image on the &lt;a href="http://www.meteomedia.com/weather/caqc0749"&gt;Temiscaming &lt;/a&gt;Weather page and have 5 of my images in-sequence.&amp;nbsp; I did it! Why? Who knows, just for fun I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/StI_PtEoHfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DMd_etfFdPs/s1600-h/Weather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/StI_PtEoHfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DMd_etfFdPs/s320/Weather.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Surprisingly the Fall reflection image got over 14000 views in one week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From the lighter side of the darkroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-826967251007946917?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/826967251007946917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/826967251007946917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/10/metomedia-official-photographer.html' title='Métomedia Official Photographer!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/StI_PtEoHfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DMd_etfFdPs/s72-c/Weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-5328238578749902262</id><published>2009-10-03T20:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:24:12.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s a small world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You don’t have to go to Walt Disney and ride the “It’s a small world” attraction to realize just how small the world really is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsfrswoJgXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zIk0WZoSQ-4/s1600-h/Pierre_Contant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsfrswoJgXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zIk0WZoSQ-4/s320/Pierre_Contant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This week I received two e-mails that proved that.&amp;nbsp; The first e-mail was from the World Energy Council’s &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; office you wrote to tell me that my image “Modern Day Farming” was the global winner in the Council’s annual photo competition.&amp;nbsp; Aside from getting a T-shirt with my image on it, I get a £500 Amazon.com gift certificate.&amp;nbsp; I’ve been considering purchasing a high-end Epson Archival ink printer and this is making the decision that much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;My second e-mail came from a flickr contact.&amp;nbsp; He wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Hi &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Pierre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We last spoke some time ago after I'd expressed my&lt;br /&gt;admiration for one of your locomotive HDR's, a very strong&lt;br /&gt;image which really stuck in the mind. Anyway, the other day&lt;br /&gt;as I was glancing through my weekly edition of "Amateur&lt;br /&gt;Photographer" magazine, I spied an ad for, I think, the&lt;br /&gt;Tokina 11-16. Since I find myself shooting more and more&lt;br /&gt;architecture on a professional basis, I read the ad as I'm&lt;br /&gt;considering swapping my Sigma 10-20 for the Tokina.&lt;br /&gt;Unusually for a lens makers ad, it featured a decent quality&lt;br /&gt;photo which caught my eye and closer inspection revealed a&lt;br /&gt;credit for "HDR by &lt;st1:personname productid="Pierre Contant" w:st="on"&gt;Pierre  Contant&lt;/st1:personname&gt;". I immediately thought "I&lt;br /&gt;recognise that name, thats the locomotive guy!" and was&lt;br /&gt;delighted that your HDR skills had been recognised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amateur Photographer is the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s oldest and most respected&lt;br /&gt;photo mag, celebrating its 125th birthday this year. As part&lt;br /&gt;of their celebrations they gave away a reflector and white&lt;br /&gt;balance target/diffuser with last weeks issue and since I&lt;br /&gt;wanted both gifts I bought two copies. If that was the same&lt;br /&gt;week I saw your work gracing the Tokina ad it means I should&lt;br /&gt;have a spare copy floating around somewhere, which, if I can&lt;br /&gt;find it, I'd be happy to send to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way you've been refining your HDR skills for a while&lt;br /&gt;now and it's great to see them recognised, congratulations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like any more info about the Tokina image then&lt;br /&gt;just Flickrmail me. &lt;/span&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes, Adrian "&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That image was sold to Kenro, the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; distributor for Tokina for a one year license agreement for an ad campaign.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Ssft8rxsZKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SPVEG0F5ewY/s1600-h/%28c%29+Pierre+Contant_7054_2_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Ssft8rxsZKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SPVEG0F5ewY/s320/%28c%29+Pierre+Contant_7054_2_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The internet has made our world small, very small.&amp;nbsp; I've sold images in Canada, the US and the UK.&amp;nbsp; And to think that just maybe the Queen is sitting on the throne reading “Amateur Photographer” and gazing a my image of Lumsden Dam just tickles me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;From the lighter side of the darkroom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-5328238578749902262?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5328238578749902262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5328238578749902262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-small-world.html' title='It’s a small world'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsfrswoJgXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/zIk0WZoSQ-4/s72-c/Pierre_Contant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-6233646324012363268</id><published>2009-09-30T08:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:48:30.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Workshop Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsNSSe5jjgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/nE60BjlbJBo/s1600-h/DC2_4026_3_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My fall Outdoor Digital Photography Essentials workshop did take place last Saturday and I would have to say it was a success.&amp;nbsp; Although we crammed in tons of information, we managed to get out there and try things out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsNSxbobtBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/TIxMOvbSm7c/s1600-h/DC2_4026_3_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsNSxbobtBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/TIxMOvbSm7c/s200/DC2_4026_3_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I shared many tips and tricks which will undoubtedly improve each and every participant’s photographic skills if they continue to put in practice what they learned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I truly enjoyed the day and the fact that the workshop attendees were great people who wanted to learn made it that much better and a perfect day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who participated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Pierre &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-6233646324012363268?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6233646324012363268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6233646324012363268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/09/workshop-update.html' title='Workshop Update'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SsNSxbobtBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/TIxMOvbSm7c/s72-c/DC2_4026_3_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-4537580288432070212</id><published>2009-08-28T10:15:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:46:28.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Spf1eqcDMsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hVUe6-pHMJ8/s1600-h/Fall+Poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034587426796226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Spf1eqcDMsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hVUe6-pHMJ8/s400/Fall+Poster.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 280px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;FULL - This workshop is now booked. If you wish to be on a cancelation list, please send me an e-mail. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;I’m looking at hosting a Digital Photography Essentials workshop this fall. I have a few things I need to iron out but I  should be in a position to confirm if the workshop will take place in a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Where: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Temiscaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Quebec&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; The tentative date is Saturday September 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009, from 10:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m., rain or shine.  A one hour preparation session will take place the night before from 7:30 to 8:30 p.m. to get started and ensure that everyone is prepared for the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Workshop Outline:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; I will cover just about everything in digital photography except for post processing and studio lighting. At least 4 hours of the day will be out in the field trying and testing the various learning with one-on-one coaching.  Night time and flash photography will be covered after dinner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Prerequisites: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; You need to be a serious amateur willing to learn and improve your photographic skills.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Required Equipment:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A DSLR and a tripod is a must.   Most Point &amp;amp; Shoot (P&amp;amp;S) digital camera will &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; qualify as they do not have the level of functionality required.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Limited seats: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; The workshop will be limited in  participation in order to maximize the one-on-one instruction.    Since space is limited, seats will be on a first come, first served basis. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Workshop Fees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;:  The cost for the workshop is $100. You will need to bring your lunch and cover your dinner costs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Language:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;  My last workshop was in French only and this one may be in English depending on who attends. If the lectures are in English,  French may be used during the one-on-ones to better explain and understand the theory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;f you are interested in improving your photographic skills by participating in this workshop or have any questions, please e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:pierre.contant@yahoo.com"&gt;pierre.contant@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; as soon as possible.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-4537580288432070212?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4537580288432070212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4537580288432070212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/08/photography-workshop.html' title='Photography Workshop'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Spf1eqcDMsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hVUe6-pHMJ8/s72-c/Fall+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-3144262442557317970</id><published>2009-08-25T16:40:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:50:26.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El Rodeo, more than trucks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRPwW0MMCI/AAAAAAAAAfw/n2YJflDO8gw/s1600-h/smoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRPwW0MMCI/AAAAAAAAAfw/n2YJflDO8gw/s320/smoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374007947536642082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;El Rodeo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every year, the Rodeo du Camion (El Rodeo) attracts over 65,000 people in Notre-dame-du Nord, a small 1500 resident community on the Ontario/Quebec border.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rodeo is filled with attractions such as the amazing Show &amp;amp; Shine competition, truck parade and up-hill truck drag racing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This event has become the biggest activity of this nature in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; attracting people from across the country and the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coors Light like you've never seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year I decided to attend the event as I hadn’t been there for over 20 years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was perplexed to see how big this event had become and floored to see how much beer was being consumed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Beer shacks were all over the place and the grounds’ were covered with empty beer cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This big beer drinking party attracts many young people looking for a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRP-MyP3uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/b3H-QLMVoPY/s1600-h/6pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRP-MyP3uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/b3H-QLMVoPY/s320/6pack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374008185362308834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what really titillated me was the free entertainment between each race.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Motivated by Mardi-Gras style necklaces and crowds of cheering men, ladies of all ages were encouraged to lift their tops and show their breast and that they did. From woman young enough to be my daughter to one that was old enough to be my mother, many participated.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I could tell you that I was totally appalled by this behavior and to stand there and see all these perverted men cheer and holler to the women on the opposite side of the track to take there tops off was disturbing, but that would be a lie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, I truly enjoyed the entertainment and best of all it was free! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I quickly reviewed the fine print in my marriage contract and no where did I see that I could not photograph these bare chested women.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So as I stood their in the crowd, actively scanning for the next lucky contestant, I quickly realized that most of these rowdy guys were on the other side of the track which meant that most of the ladies participating were on my side. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say, it was time to change sides.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once on the other side I found the perfect spot with a great view but I guess it wasn’t my lucky day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seemed that by time I got to the other side most of the action had changed sides as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But nonetheless I was determined and decided to wait it out for things to go my way which they finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I got home I shared the experience with my wife and confirmed that I hadn't missed any &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fine print in our marriage contact. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as I sat there later that evening, replaying the day’s events in my head, I suddenly realized that these young girls had a father and the older ones participating probably had grand children! Having a daughter myself made the fun of the day take sudden change in perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRNFhMVJnI/AAAAAAAAAfo/FrZhb17VKUc/s1600-h/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRNFhMVJnI/AAAAAAAAAfo/FrZhb17VKUc/s320/Grandma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374005012564616818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next morning at breakfast I had a little chat with my daughter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was well aware of what I had seen at the Rodeo so I shared with her my thought about the concept of her participating in such an activity. Being a mature and reasonable girl, she was disgusted by the event and unquestionably supportive of not embarking in such activity. I told her to scratch this event out of her list of events to attend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now just to make sure she doesn’t go, I’ve convinced my wife that I should be attending each year!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-3144262442557317970?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/3144262442557317970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/3144262442557317970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/08/el-rodeo-more-than-trucks.html' title='El Rodeo, more than trucks....'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SpRPwW0MMCI/AAAAAAAAAfw/n2YJflDO8gw/s72-c/smoke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-5229816168699341179</id><published>2009-07-27T11:16:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:58:33.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Camera Raingear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm3FONfZppI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2Bw1D2Sn7hc/s1600-h/DC2_2076-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm3FONfZppI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2Bw1D2Sn7hc/s320/DC2_2076-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363159579198334610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It doesn’t take much rain to get a 10 year old boy outside but to get a 13 year old girl to put aside her iPod and get off the couch to go out and play in the rain takes an impressive downpour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Well that’s what we had last Sunday night, a very heavy downpour and what better time to test my home made camera raingear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm3FcYyl71I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_wtiK6PixgY/s1600-h/IMG_0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm3FcYyl71I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_wtiK6PixgY/s320/IMG_0658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363159822749790034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now while most photographers were looking outside I was out there taking pictures and getting wet, really wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The camera raingear worked perfectly and in fact outperformed my worn out raincoat. It was raining so much, perhaps too for a first test.  It kept the camera dry but I could not keep the front lens dry which made photography a challenge. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m a canvas sewer hobbyist and designed and sewed the raingear myself with the following features.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-Llc6_kkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Rb7_oU_0i0Y/s1600-h/light2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-Llc6_kkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Rb7_oU_0i0Y/s200/light2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363659156756599362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Seal – The rain gear seals around the lens with a pull cord and the bottom of the cover seals up with velco so that I can seal it around my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Window – I put a clear plastic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-MONry0MI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3S-bEfMHob4/s1600-h/Light1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-MONry0MI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3S-bEfMHob4/s200/Light1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363659857040953538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;window so that I ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;n look in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; viewfinder and see the LCD display.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With my right hand inside the cover I can adjust any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;setting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fabric – Lightweight water repellent black nylon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Size – The fabric is collapsible for my 50mm lens and extendable for my 80-200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Version 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I give t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-MfcxkTuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PfCyC5KkZhU/s1600-h/Heavy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-MfcxkTuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PfCyC5KkZhU/s200/Heavy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363660153149476578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;his design 100 % for normal rain, wet or snow conditions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, for torrential rain such as in t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;his test, the nylon fabric eventually became drenched.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No water got through but I could begin to feel the dampness on my hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was undoubtedly more rain than I had ever imagined testing this gear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was raining so much that pouring buckets of water over the covered camera would not have been any worse.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That said, I've made a second version made out of 100% waterproof marine canvas.  This on is fully sealed model and you must operate the controls from outside the cover. I made a 1/4" hole under a sealed flat for a tripod mount or the adapter of my fantastic &lt;a href="http://www.blackrapid.com/"&gt;Rapid-R strap&lt;/a&gt;.  This unit designed for extreme conditions and I can't wait to try it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERSION 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click on image to view larger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-OAeK6NMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/I-LmCxhEbLI/s1600-h/Heavy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm-OAeK6NMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/I-LmCxhEbLI/s400/Heavy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363661819971515586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-5229816168699341179?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5229816168699341179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5229816168699341179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/07/diy-camera-raingear.html' title='DIY Camera Raingear'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sm3FONfZppI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2Bw1D2Sn7hc/s72-c/DC2_2076-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-8515196032175881344</id><published>2009-07-22T16:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:39:28.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Wildlife?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdzqbfeinI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ffzm6bS-F9k/s1600-h/DC2_1655-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdzqbfeinI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ffzm6bS-F9k/s400/DC2_1655-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361381054179347058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;While I was on vacation I noticed a guy on the beach feeding seagulls and I was quite impressed to see just how close he was getting to the birds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Was this a photo opportunity?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Later that night as I sat by the fire, faithfully testing the blueness of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Coors&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Light&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountains&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, my wife noticed that I was rather quiet. Concerned that I may be contemplating the purchase of more camera gear; she asked me what I was thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdQI9YgBAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_xLT8zADx5k/s1600-h/DC2_1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdQI9YgBAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_xLT8zADx5k/s320/DC2_1641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341996254364674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I was actually deep in thought developing a plan to capture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; these famished gulls in a unique way but I wasn’t about to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; share this with her.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My mind is focused (most of time) on a few things and regardless of what I say, her answer usually is “Don’t you ever think about anything else?”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I replied that I had enjoyed the day and was looking forward to tomorrow, which was true, just not what I was thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Operation REGULAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Throughout the next day I did the Dad thing. The beach, the Midwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdQaHxK48I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PBvhDsA8WOc/s1600-h/DC2_1650-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdQaHxK48I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PBvhDsA8WOc/s320/DC2_1650-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361342291099968450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;y, the Mini-Put, Dairy Queen you name it. When the time came and the sun was where I wanted it to be, operation REGULAR was engaged. Before I started I had to shelter my daughter and wife in a safe location and what better place than a shopping area with plenty of stores. My assistant (son) and I were then cleared to execute the mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;We stopped at a local convenience store and bought two bags of REGULAR potato chips and headed to the beach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I purchased regular flavored potato chips because that was part of my back-up plan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see my assistant loves regular potato chips so if he got bored during the mission, he too could have some!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Location&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;We found a location where cars are allowed on the beach and spotted a flock of poorman’s wildlife.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you think of wildlife you imagine tigers and grizzlies not seagulls. And when you think of wildlife photography lenses, a telephoto come to mind and not a wide angle lens, even less, a super-wide.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So why not shoot seagulls with a super-wide angle lens?  Neither are wildlife related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdOMknlgiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/c-Itkmyk7ps/s1600-h/DC2_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdOMknlgiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/c-Itkmyk7ps/s200/DC2_1631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361339859302973986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;My assistant and I sat on the tailgate of my truck and began the operation by opening the first bag of potato chips.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And just like the cracking sound of opening a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;cold can of beer in a locker room would get any man’s attention, every bird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;within &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="10 miles" st="on"&gt;a 10  mile radius&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; heard that bag of potato chips pop open! Within seconds they were swarming around us and we were ready to execute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The Setup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I got my brave assistant to hold a potato chip with his fingers as high up as he could and held my camera out about a foot away, under the ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdOX99oN4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/czdai48SiCQ/s1600-h/DC2_1632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdOX99oN4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/czdai48SiCQ/s200/DC2_1632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361340055084873602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;ip.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I rallied the gulls by throwing a few potato chips near our feet and into the air.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were as excited as I was the first day I set foot in B&amp;amp;H Photo in NYC.  The gulls aggressively fought for the food and it didn’t take too long for the braver ones to start going after the potato chips in my assistant’s hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I shot blindly (camera help out by my hand) and pointed the lens toward the bellies of the approaching birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;As the bag of chips emptied, the size of the potato chips got smaller, making my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdPNXUd9YI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Adf37RijS6k/s1600-h/DC2_1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdPNXUd9YI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Adf37RijS6k/s200/DC2_1660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361340972424623490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;assistant’s little fingers more and more attractive to the gulls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Between each feeding/photo shoot my assistant checked to see if his throbbing fingers were still connected to his hand and began to complain. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I felt like saying “Listen Trooper, when you enrolled in this regiment did you think we were going to wear Phentex slippers and take walks in the park????” &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Then I realized that he was only 10 years old and that he was a real Trooper and had done an excellent job.  So we called it quits and emptied the remaining potato chips on the ground for the birds to feast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Camera Settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;At first I shot with a flash, and experimented with different shutters speeds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I soon realized that the birds were moving too fast and that I needed a very fast shutter speed, at least 1/2000.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although my camera can flash up to 1/8000, the exposures were not always what I expected. I opted to shoot without a flash and set the camera to 1/2000 and some at 1/4000 of a second in shutter priority.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The action was very fast and focusing was taking too much time so I set the lens on manual focus and set it for the estimated distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdRGN8lcpI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1wYk6sFryQw/s1600-h/DC2_1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdRGN8lcpI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1wYk6sFryQw/s320/DC2_1618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343048672703122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The results were amazing. I managed to get many images that I had never imagined doing with my super-wide lens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the exposure?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My trusty Nikon D300 did an incredible job in Shutter priority at getting the perfect exposure almost every time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Minimal and in any PP was required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Second Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;During operation Regular we only went through one bag of potato chips and kept the second one for a repeat performance later that evening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately on the second go around the gulls were not cooperative but I did manage to get good images such this in-flight potato chip bite (not with the super-wide).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdPlYgT_xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/94djNoEEgjc/s1600-h/DC2_1692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdPlYgT_xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/94djNoEEgjc/s400/DC2_1692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361341385059598098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;At the end of our vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; as I quietly drove the 8 hrs journey back home my wife noticed my mind was elsewhere.  She sked me "What are you thinking about?"    We had been camping for 9 days and sleeping with our kids in the intimate confines of our camper trailer.  It was a beautiful family vacation and not a honeymoon.  Now we were heading back home and I could  not stop thinking that I was finally going to get into some 'real' wildlife activity.  Now I was not about to say this as both you and I know what her answer was going to be. So I told her, "I'm tired, I can't wait to be in bed tonight!", which was definitely true. She smiled and replied "Oh honey, you must be exhausted with all that driving but you are in luck!  You will sleep well in our bed tonight, alone.  The kid's have asked me to camp-out with them in their bedroom tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;From the brighter side of darkroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-8515196032175881344?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8515196032175881344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8515196032175881344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheres-wildlife_22.html' title='Where&apos;s the Wildlife?'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SmdzqbfeinI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ffzm6bS-F9k/s72-c/DC2_1655-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-6958364108913334738</id><published>2009-06-29T16:13:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:34:53.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who’s teaching who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Skkha_R1wsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bOmPsejFEAQ/s1600-h/DS2_0315a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Skkha_R1wsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bOmPsejFEAQ/s320/DS2_0315a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846379653120706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Where’s the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t go to many weddings these days.  I’m not sure if it’s because people don’t get married anymore or if it’s because they just don’t invite me but one thing's for sure,  “Here comes the bride” played on the organ is a rare sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I finally get invited to a wedding, photographing the reception is always a challenge.  By the time the Bride and Groom makes it back to the reception the people at the bar know me by name.  And to make matters worse, there’s always one girl wearing a dress her boyfriend wishes she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t have bought which ends up distracting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That’s why I decided to get an assistant to help out with the reception photography and who better than my 10 year old son.  He was bored so I setup my camera for him and gave him a 2 minute lesson on operating the flash head for bounce lighting and off to the races he went.  There he was lugging my D300 c/w MB-D10, lens, flash held by my faithful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BlackRapid&lt;/span&gt; strap around his neck.  He fired away and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t see him most of the night.  All I could see was the room light up every minute or so as if we were in a lightning storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job well done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After filtering his 200 or so images he shot, surprisingly 130 were keepers.  The composition or horizon was off on some and crop off center on others.  But out of the 130 images there were many that were simply perfect in that he had captured the moments of the evening.  (Luckily for me he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t capture all of them!) The image on this post is his.  I simply cropped it and processed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kids learn so much by observing and trying things out themselves.  My son is well on his way of becoming an outstanding photographer and my daughter too for that matter.  She has her own camera and manages to produce some very creative work.  I don’t know what it is with her(and her friends) but she's stuck in this continuous self-portrait mode. Once she figures out that she can turn the camera around, she’ll discover a whole new world of photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are not the only ones learning.  After filtering my son’s images and being pleasantly surprised by his work, I realized that he too had taught me something.  His tenacity, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;POV&lt;/span&gt; and spontaneity delivered the goods while I was busy checking the blueness of the Coors Lite mountain’s or on the dance floor trying to imitate a guy that can’t dance (which that I did very well!).  So what did I learn?   I learned I should have got him to shoot the reception too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can’t wait for him to learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt;. When that happens I’ll be able to sit back and just be the director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-6958364108913334738?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6958364108913334738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6958364108913334738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/whos-teaching-who.html' title='Who’s teaching who?'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Skkha_R1wsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bOmPsejFEAQ/s72-c/DS2_0315a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-3785500131810130624</id><published>2009-06-28T21:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:51:51.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigger happy!</title><content type='html'>I’ve had my Nikon D300 for about 10 months or 300 days now and I’ve shot 20400 images with it so far. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Being awake for an average of 16 hours a day for the last 300 days, that makes an average of 4.25 images per hour!! That's basically pressing the shutter button every 14 minutes for the last 10 months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-3785500131810130624?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/3785500131810130624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/3785500131810130624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/trigger-happy.html' title='Trigger happy!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-9035985560592727866</id><published>2009-06-28T19:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:49:48.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I don't shoot weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkgNGDp7EUI/AAAAAAAAAco/I8_ngI0W3yo/s1600-h/DS2_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkgNGDp7EUI/AAAAAAAAAco/I8_ngI0W3yo/s320/DS2_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352542554841354562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me start by saying that I have the utmost respect for wedding photographers, good ones that is.   20 years ago I shot weddings, motivated by my passion for photography and my hopes to make money to pay off my equipment and then buy more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years into it, the motivation came to a sudden halt when the realities of shooting wedding came to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't shoot weddings anymore because:&lt;br /&gt;1 - I'm meticulous (some would say perfectionist) and like to do things well.  I'll redo it until I like it. Bride's aren't to crazy of getting married a second time if you screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;2 - Way too much pressure - You  are shooting non stop and you need to perform.&lt;br /&gt;3 - Time -  time is always limited and you are rushed. Unfortunately my creativity takes time, something you don't have(time) when you shoot weddings.&lt;br /&gt;4 - Money - Time is money and I don't think you can pay me enough to lose a Saturday and then the countless hours to process the images. But if you think you can then maybe I can be convinced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the lighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-9035985560592727866?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/9035985560592727866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/9035985560592727866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-dont-shoot-weddings.html' title='Why I don&apos;t shoot weddings'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkgNGDp7EUI/AAAAAAAAAco/I8_ngI0W3yo/s72-c/DS2_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-8208016461410981453</id><published>2009-06-24T22:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:00:41.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographing Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkLa4UgfwvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nGHGeXSBnRo/s1600-h/Joanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkLa4UgfwvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nGHGeXSBnRo/s400/Joanne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351079968382108402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My sister asked me to photograph some of her paintings as she's having a tough time getting quality images of her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I'd do it as this is really easy. Heck you could train a donkey to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I setup my nifty Manfrotto tripod and set my camera at f/16 with 50 mm lens and began to shoot the art work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I processed them all in PS using my usual action and I was really pleased with the result.  My pleasure came to a sudden halt when I decided to check the color match between my images and the painted canvas.  That is when I realized that my colors and contast were totally off.  I had tweaked the saturation, levels and curves like I do on all my images.  Something you can't do when you try to replicate something because the end result was images that didn't resemble the art work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to redo them all and try to color balance the images to match the paintings.  Tough job and although I managed to get my images to look closer to the paintings, I just couldn't get them bang on.  Maybe a donkey can't be trained to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-8208016461410981453?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8208016461410981453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/8208016461410981453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/photographing-art.html' title='Photographing Art'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SkLa4UgfwvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nGHGeXSBnRo/s72-c/Joanne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-2307051252844372328</id><published>2009-06-15T20:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:21:28.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Opportunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SjbzOoUKu7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/JQ-mc-CiwsE/s1600-h/Temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SjbzOoUKu7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/JQ-mc-CiwsE/s400/Temp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347729040214768562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After some persuasion, the girls graduating this year managed to convince me to shoot their Prom. I had previously managed to hold my position and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t shoot their formal gown shots as this repetitive photography just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t appeal to me. After retiring from shooting this type of event 20 years ago, I finally said yes to the big day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why did I say yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well part of me wanted to relive the pressure and adrenaline rush of shooting an event but I really wanted the opportunity to confirm or refute my reasons for not doing these events in the first place.  Shooting weddings 20 years ago was more pressure than fun.  Trying to make an ugly bride look good and getting paid peanuts to do so just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t my cup of tea.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But there was a part of I liked when shooting wedding and I felt this would be a great opportunity to clear that up so that I can know when to say yes and when to say no in the future.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grads were to give me one hour of their time between the graduation and reception.  I was to take individual portraits as well as group shots.   I was also asked to shoot the diploma ceremony and the reception dinner and speech coverage as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The big surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the ceremony, one hour before the portrait shoot, I learn that my 1 hour shoot had shrunk to 15 minutes and all they really wanted now was a group shot. What a change in plans!  I was bewildered.  This group finally gets me to say yes and they have one hour of my photography time to create memorable images of this day but now they only want 15 minutes?   I may not be renowned for my people pictures but heck, give me a bit of time and I’m sure I can produce some stunning images.   At that point I realized that they either had no clue of what I was capable of producing or that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t really care.  Neither did I in fact as I was doing this for free. Yup!  Free. And they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t take advantage of this opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I showed up at our meeting place for the shoot and got ready.  The grads slowly showed up and I started shooting portraits of those that arrived, waiting for the entire class for the one shot they really wanted.  As time progressed, some of them got impatient of waiting and the questionable weather (thunder) made them return to the reception.   For a period of 30 minutes they came and went and I managed to get some portraits and some smaller group shots but not of the whole group as they wanted. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The light was perfect and they could have all gotten some great images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Will I do this again? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; come to realize that I feel most rewarded when I create photographic art.  Anyone can take photographs but few can make it into art.   But producing art takes inspiration, talent and time, not 15 minutes and a camera. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So to answer the question, if someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; me to take pictures again, I'll say no, I have no time. But if someone wants to buy my art, then I'll say yes but you will have to give me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the brighter side of the darkroom&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-2307051252844372328?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/2307051252844372328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/2307051252844372328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-opportunity.html' title='Missed Opportunity'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SjbzOoUKu7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/JQ-mc-CiwsE/s72-c/Temp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-5173534164950826311</id><published>2009-06-01T21:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:28:22.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose Screws?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SiSFExpVqUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/cByzXlNq-8o/s1600-h/DC1_8718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SiSFExpVqUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/cByzXlNq-8o/s400/DC1_8718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342541375060945218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got a case full of lighting accessory goodies including a small smorgasbord of e-bay triggers.  They work pretty good but anyone would rather own PocketWizards or Radio Poppers instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently came across Cybersync's from AlienBees and I'm pretty excited by the price. (As you can see it doesn't take much to excite me. Show me a price tag and I'm out of control!)  They are half the cost of PocketWizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased a White Lighting Flash Unit from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a Paul C. Buff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(owner of AlienBees) about 20 years ago and the thing still works so I'm confident that these Cybersync's will last a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do a bit of testing of my e-bay triggers tonight to sort of convince myself that somewhere in AlienBees warehouse in Tennessee there were a few Cybersyncs with my name written all over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test did prove that the e-bay triggers aren't too consistent and that misfires are frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now what about the loose screws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shooting 150 test images of myself (yeah with my clothes) I actually got an idea and shot the above image. Heck if I got that idea before I started I wouldn't of wasted an hour popping the flashes in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image is three different shots layered together and then some fancy post processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was done I showed it to my wife who looked a me as if I had some screws loose.  I explained to her that I was performing a highly technical and controlled test of my 'junk' accessories yet that didn't seem to impress her. To her, I was just wasting my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also obvious that mentioning the fact that there were two Cybersyncs with my name on them in a Tennessee warehouse wasn't going to make things any better so I just shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the brighter side of the dark room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-5173534164950826311?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5173534164950826311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/5173534164950826311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/06/loose-screws.html' title='Loose Screws?'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SiSFExpVqUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/cByzXlNq-8o/s72-c/DC1_8718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-4604119480139156591</id><published>2009-05-13T10:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:24:50.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokina 11-16 f/2.8 - One of the funnest lenses you can buy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SgrTDHq_NRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/kRvUl5icVDY/s1600-h/DS1_7404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SgrTDHq_NRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/kRvUl5icVDY/s400/DS1_7404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335308759126193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I don’t have smorgasbord of lenses. Not that I don’t want one but because my Chief Financial Officer (my wife) doesn’t approve and the Board of Directors (my kids) have focused my capital expenditures on project they feel are needed for our Company (our family). &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As Chief Executive Officer I comply with the direction or I risk having them exercise my dismissal clause in my contract.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That said, I do have a few good lenses in my bag but one stands out as the funnest lens I’ve ever owned and perhaps the best one I have. That lens is the &lt;a href="http://www.tokinalens.com/products/tokina/atx116prodx-a.html"&gt;Tokina 11-16 f/2.8 &lt;/a&gt;lens.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This lens is incredibly sharp and wide, ultra-wide. This lens allow you to capture scenes with a view and perspective that no other lens can do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you are looking to add a whole lot of fun to your day’s shooting then get one of these lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;From the brighter side of the dark room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-4604119480139156591?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4604119480139156591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4604119480139156591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/05/tokina-11-16-f28-one-of-funnest-lenses.html' title='Tokina 11-16 f/2.8 - One of the funnest lenses you can buy!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SgrTDHq_NRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/kRvUl5icVDY/s72-c/DS1_7404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-4914750201716553424</id><published>2009-04-16T10:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:37:15.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sec86IE9nDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/V81rjOv4OaU/s1600-h/pierrotbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sec86IE9nDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/V81rjOv4OaU/s400/pierrotbike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325292053687278642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;When I was 12, my dad bought me my first motorcycle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is no doubt that my son dreamt that he too would get one someday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also think that my dad silently watched from a distance and wondered when in the hell I would stop spending all my money on camera gear and buy him one.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;After years of thinking and talking, we finally did it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This years birthday gift was any boys dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;So this has obviously consumed a great deal of my ‘free’ time and explains why flickr has taken a back seat for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Dessert is no longer on the menu for dinner at home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once he’s inhaled his dinner (even though we try to slow him down), the first thing he says is “Dad, do you think we can go out for a ride this evening?” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Saying yes is easy as I remember how I felt when I was young and all I could think about was my red Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I like to stop and take a break just to watch him go. There is nothing more rewarding to see the trill and joy in his eyes as he learns to ride.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My son is a very sensitive child and when we load our bikes to head back home he never forgets to say in a sincere way, thank you and “I love you dad!”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I also realize now, how my dad felt back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Thanks Dad, and I love you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-4914750201716553424?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4914750201716553424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4914750201716553424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/04/circle-of-life.html' title='The Circle of Life'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Sec86IE9nDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/V81rjOv4OaU/s72-c/pierrotbike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-4162557881224719882</id><published>2009-03-31T18:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:25:57.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Depends to braces!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SdKU2IywGuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Vyu04gNg4c4/s1600-h/57Charlie+Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SdKU2IywGuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Vyu04gNg4c4/s400/57Charlie+Angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319477767672175330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m always amazed at weddings to see old uncle Bert and aunt Edna get up and dance so gracefully across the dance floor while I’m there uncoordinatedly dancing as if I was wearing a Depends needing a desperate change. Heck, it’s my uncle Bert who wears Depends yet he just has those smooth moves I wish I had. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;So last year I convinced my wife to take some dancing lessons with the hopes that when I get to be 72 years old and invited to a wedding, I too will be able to get on that dance floor and just like uncle Bert, impress all the young folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;After a few months of lessons I can honestly say that I’ve improved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve gone from Bambi on ice to John Travolta on crack!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ok, maybe that’s an exaggeration but I have more confidence on the dance floor and although I’m not 72 yet, I sure look forward to that next wedding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now as long as uncle Bert doesn’t show up, I should be good enough to make aunt Ethel(Edna’s envious sister) wish she was young again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now what does this have to do with Charlie’s Angels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Well my wife is a high-school teacher and every year she helps put together a school talent show. I like to help out a bit too by creating some of the advertising graphics and photographing the evening so that the kids will have souvenirs of this memorable event.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This year she gathered 10 students (5 couples) and taught them the Cha-Cha, the dance we learned, as one of the acts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Before the show, 3 of the dancers wanted me to photograph them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was not ready for this as I was setup for low tungsten light telephoto photography.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Now I wasn't about to say no to these cuties &lt;/span&gt;so I quickly changed my lens and scrambled though my camera's settings to readjust and shot some images back stage even though the improvised background was bad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;When I got back home I looked through all my images I shot during the event. I liked one of the backstage shots and decided to get a bit creative.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cut out the bad background and replaced it with flames and this quickly turned out to be Charlie’s Angels.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I sat back later that evening and realized how ironic this whole dancing idea had become.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last year I just wanted to be like my old uncle Bert so that I could dance like him when I’m 72.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Now &lt;/span&gt;I wish I was that 16 year old kid with braces that danced with these beautiful girls that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;But after even more reflecting I realized that when uncle Bert goes gliding by me so elegantly with Aunt Edna on the dance floor, he looks at me and wishes he was still 43 and dancing with my beautiful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;From the brighter side of the dark room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-4162557881224719882?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4162557881224719882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/4162557881224719882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-depends-to-braces.html' title='From Depends to braces!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SdKU2IywGuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Vyu04gNg4c4/s72-c/57Charlie+Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-26709077026457589</id><published>2009-03-25T22:39:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:54:22.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Benefits Of A Big One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say that size &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t matter; it’s what you do with it that really counts. Even thought I’m very fortunate to have a big one, I’d have to agree that size &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t matter if you don’t know how to use it. But when it's all said and done, the size of your camera sensor makes a huge difference in image quality and your ability to salvage an image if you are starting from a bigger image file. A big sensor means a big camera and a big camera has other advantages.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Other Benefits of a Big Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scrrk94OubI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5sDIWgof7lY/s1600-h/Mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scrrk94OubI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5sDIWgof7lY/s400/Mermaid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317321330382518706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I’m out shooting I often have my D300 with an MD10 Power Grip and a 80-200 zoom with shade hood hanging of my side held by my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BlackRapid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; R-Strap. I always get a kick out of the facial expressions when people see just how big it is. Women usually say “Oh my that is big!”. With a smirk and smile I usually look at them, blush and reply by saying “Thank you”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I was at Disney and getting ready to take a picture of my kids with the Little Mermaid, she couldn't help but notice the size. She whispered in my ear “Listen big boy, if your snorkel is as impressive as your camera, you can spend the evening with me in my grotto!”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was stunned by the proposition and couldn't help but imagine what it would be like when all of sudden I heard a loud voice. It was a Disney Cast member saying “Excuse me sir, for the last time before we call security, we are asking you to move on and let the rest of the children get a picture with the Little Mermaid!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked away disillusioned of having been ‘kicked’ out of the grotto, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t help but wonder if she really did whisper in my ear and if she did, what did she really say. Maybe she said “ Listen fat boy, I’m not sure if you have a snorkel in your pants or you are just happy to see me but get the hell out of my grotto before I call security!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she actually did invite me for the evening and everyone once while I let my mind wonder off and think about what it would have been like to spend that evening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chasing&lt;/span&gt; each other around in the grotto while eating plankton!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it’s all said and done, having a big one does have many advantages. From basic image quality to salvaging an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; image from a bad shot to simply impressing people by how big it is, big is good. However if you happened to have a small one, don’t feel bad or don’t rush into getting a bigger one. It is amazing to see the stunningly beautiful images produced by small sensor cameras. And if you do have a small one and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t getting beautiful images then your problem is most likely not your camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From the brighter side of the dark room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-26709077026457589?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/26709077026457589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/26709077026457589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/03/benefits-of-big-one.html' title='The Benefits Of A Big One!'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scrrk94OubI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5sDIWgof7lY/s72-c/Mermaid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644432899401604556.post-6966388140076798994</id><published>2009-03-23T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:59:33.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Clean Or Not To Clean, That Is The Question.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’m the type of guy who has has to fix what’s broke. I like to be organized and my work area needs to be clean. I’m not sure if that is what led me to adventure myself in cleaning my camera’s sensor myself or it was just plain old stupidity, but I did it anyways. I learned so much about the exercise I though I’d share with you my experience so that you can avoid the  mistakes I did and the mild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;seizures&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blown dust off my sensor in the past and that has always worked.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;But on my recent Disney trip, I was changing lenses more often in one day than my son was changing his mind on what souvenir he wanted me to buy him.  On this trip I got many Disney souvenirs myself. Some stuck on my camera sensor and the rest on my Visa statement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Blowing on the sensor like I did the past just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t work this time around.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to Nikon, there’s only really two options if blowing it out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t work; live with it or send it to Nikon for cleaning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ll I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t like either options so researched the various cleaning methods on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After hours of &lt;a href="http://www.cleaningdigitalcameras.com/"&gt;research&lt;/a&gt;, I was sold on the option of purchasing the &lt;a href="http://www.photosol.com/dskit.htm"&gt;Photographic Solutions Digital Survival Kit&lt;/a&gt; and doing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgwHR28TBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-NNfVpKW8zA/s1600-h/openkit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgwHR28TBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-NNfVpKW8zA/s400/openkit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316552261721934866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heck why not?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After looking at so many people do it on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi6S3jHA21w"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t I do it? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thinking this was easy was mistake #1. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I did a simple ‘uncontrolled’ sensor dust test with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that proved to me that my sensor was in desperate need of a good clean up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s the test result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scgwm9xOUKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/IikCfX5ZeRg/s1600-h/nikon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scgwm9xOUKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/IikCfX5ZeRg/s400/nikon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316552806085054626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The test was ‘uncontrolled’.  That basically means I had no clue what I was doing so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't get a proper reference check. This was mistake #2. You'll see why a bit later.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With all this information, I purchased the kit from &lt;a href="http://www.vistek.ca/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vistek's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and anxiously waited for the delivery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I got the kit I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t wait to try it out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why wait, plan and think this further?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why not just jump into it like a monkey in banana tree?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s only an $1,800 camera and I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; never done this before!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a perfect opportunity to learn and maybe even regret.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Digital Survival kit cost about $40 delivered to my door and came with 5 swabs. Now I read that it takes a bit of getting use to and that you may have to repeat the swabbing at first as you learn the technique. And even though you can only use the swab once, there’s &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="5 in" st="on"&gt;5 in&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; the kit, why should I be worried, a monkey can do this. Mistake #3, thinking I was better than a monkey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So when got home from the Post Office I grabbed my camera and ran upstairs into the washroom (claimed to be the room with the least amount of dust in the house - definitely the best reading room in the house!) and began to setup. I read the instructions and realized there was a discrepancy between the kit’s instructions and what I read on the Internet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kit says to generously apply the cleaner to the swab while the Internet tended to say just a few drops will do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mistake #4, don’t follow the manufactures instructions so I only put a few drops.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I got the camera ready in Mirror Lock-up mode for sensor cleaning and prepared a swab and went at it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My first surprise was the fact that the camera sensor chamber is tight, very tight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Second surprise was that the perfect sweeping motion I saw so many time on You Tube just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happening with me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I was done, I did a quick test and just used the camera LCD display to see how I did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was quite disappointed to see what appeared to be as much dust on the sensor than before, and bigger chunks. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I tried again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I improved a bit but this time I managed to get fibers from the swab on the sensor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was going from bad to worst.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Seeing I had plenty of swabs I figured I’d just keep on going until I was happy!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mistake #5, when 2 out 5 fails, you better rethink your approach or you are in trouble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I continued until there was only one swab left.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I looked at my LCD display and was still disappointed. So why not use the 5&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; swab?  Why not screw it up even more so that I can send it to Nikon to get it done properly?  So I used the 5&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; swab and finally got a better result but still not perfect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made so many mistakes, why not do one more? &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So against instructions I reused the fifth swab a second time. Mistake #6.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that the swabbing was done (I had no more left!), it was time to do some tests.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My first test on one wall turned out frightening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aside from the fact that a few dust spec remained, it appeared that I had damaged my sensor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The more tests I did the worst it got. I tried different ISO setting, apertures walls, you name it, I tried and things looked bad. Here’s one example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scgw1PB3lVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/l4J_iqD6Acg/s1600-h/F22+low+light+dark+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/Scgw1PB3lVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/l4J_iqD6Acg/s400/F22+low+light+dark+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316553051236439378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At this point I really thought I had screwed up my sensor, and badly. As the evening progressed, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t stop thinking of how stupid I was to have tried this in the first place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I researched the Internet again, looking for ‘Getting out of jam for dummies” or "How to explain this to your wife for dummies" and then realized that maybe my test background and technique was part of the problem so decided to use my laptop screen similar to these &lt;a href="http://www.cleaningdigitalcameras.com/inspecting.html"&gt;instructions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did that and got this result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgxFbx-3WI/AAAAAAAAAZg/OhR1DVkWtmo/s1600-h/JPG+f22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgxFbx-3WI/AAAAAAAAAZg/OhR1DVkWtmo/s400/JPG+f22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316553329537375586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The result was much better but I got some annoying rings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did more test and the rings were in different places on every image.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By 11:30 p.m., 5 hrs after the first swab, I realized I had made another mistake. All my tests were done in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;JPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mode.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And since I had cranked many adjustment(sharpness, saturation)&lt;span style=""&gt; on my camera settings,   &lt;/span&gt;I clued in that the rings I was seeing just might be the in camera raw to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;JPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; conversion effect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I did another test in RAW at f/22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgxPDn8TAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9P1TnIi4A2s/s1600-h/f22+raw+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgxPDn8TAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9P1TnIi4A2s/s400/f22+raw+50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316553494851505154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And voila, a fairly clean sensor with no sensor problems.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So here’s what I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; learned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t      quick and easy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5 Sensor swab      is not too much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do a good      controlled sensor dust test before you start. (ISO 100 or 200, F22, LCD      screen as background, +1EV, RAW). Follow these &lt;a href="http://www.cleaningdigitalcameras.com/inspecting.html"&gt;instructions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do other test      such as F/4.0 and F8.0 to see what the dust will look like on your typical      shots.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ignore      test with smaller than f/22 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;apertures&lt;/span&gt; as you will most likely  never use this anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't use walls, use your Computer LCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My camera sensor is clean now and I hope it stays that way as I don't plan on trying this out again soon.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;purchased&lt;/span&gt; a Giotto Rocket Air blower and hope that this will get most of the future dust off my sensor.  But should the sensor get dirty again, I guess I'll suit up in my Monkey suit and and go at it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope this helps you make a decision on whether to blow, swab or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt; bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you have any questions, feel free to e-mail me at pierre.contant@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644432899401604556-6966388140076798994?l=pierrecontant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6966388140076798994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644432899401604556/posts/default/6966388140076798994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pierrecontant.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-clean-or-not-to-clean-that-is.html' title='To Clean Or Not To Clean, That Is The Question.'/><author><name>Pierre Contant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02623795662012631578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/SchRRrF2_-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/j5POw5LszP8/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IHxamAkrhY/ScgwHR28TBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-NNfVpKW8zA/s72-c/openkit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
