I felt the need to share this. Don't say you never learn anything here ;)
I felt the need to share this. Don't say you never learn anything here ;)
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Canary Wharf chock full of bankers and a Royal Navy ship with shapely anchors... (See I resisted any 'boat full of seamen' puns).
Everyone's got a camera phone these days.
Well, everyone 'cept me.
I lost me iPhone 3G last year and ain't replaced it. Cos a) the contracts are too expensive and b) I have an oversized iPhone in the shape of the iPad. I have to admit the camera on the 4S is insanely good. But still not good enough to warrant £40 a month for two years. (£100 for phone + (24x40)= £1060, I opted for Tesco Nokia £16+ £10 PAYG a month, cost over two years= £256.)
So. What's a boy to do in case of a random convergence of some crazy storm light, a bloody big ship and being trapped on an island by a raised bridge?
Simples.
Pocket camera ladies and gents. My choice at mo the Canon G12 (other compacts are available). Any photog worth his salt should have a pocket camera on days when there's any chance of decent light. There's nothing worse than being presented with a newsworth or photographically pleasing occurence and being stuck with a dodgy phone snap.
Being able to shoot in RAW, with a zoom, as needed in this pic, is only doable with a decent cam in your pocket. Sure it's not instantly shareable on FaceTwitaGramUmblr+ straight away but real photogs like a tinker under the hood of any shot as phone jpegs are rarely cock on when it comes to colour.
With the iPad in tow I can process and share in a few minutes if needs be anyhoose. This was processed in Snapseed, my new fave 'fast fix' photo processing app.
So there you go. Pocket cam's are good. And with a shit phone you can afford one and still have change for coffee in comparison to a smart phone. Few more pics here.
Posted by Sharpy at 10:46 AM in Blog, Photos, Surfphoto School | Permalink | Comments (0)
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Facebook is bringing in its Timeline feature to everyone wether you like it or not any time now.
Timeline replaces the good old wall with, err, a timeline.
Which is in essence set out to make it a lot easier for your stalkers to go back through everything and anything you've posted on FB.
So maybe when it goes live have a squizz through to make sure there's nothing your lover/boss/friends are gonna LOL or ROFL or any of those other crappy acronyms about.
Whilst doing a mass redaction of my 'history' I did find this 'Note' from 2009, one of those lil viral meme things, which I thought I'd share...
25 Things Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
1. I hate sweetcorn with unreserved loathing. I can smell a can being opened from a mile away and once the taint hits my olfactory system I'm gagging...
2. Custard even more so. I was physically sick once just thinking about custard. Blame draconian infant school dining hall practices for my psychosomatic issues.
3. Enough with what I hate. Alsatians hate me. Been bitten/attacked/scratched/mauled by several different ones. Many 'have never bitten anyone their whole lives'. I must have a really bad aura to them or something. One gave me 17 scars and the same dog bit my brothers ear nearly clean off, it was hanging at right angles to his head. Which was not cool. People say they can sense fear- do you friggin blame me for being scared? As of now the only Alsatian I know thats not wounded me is Nicole & Mikey Morgan's monster beast Mr Ben... He cool.
4. My first memory of riding a wave was in Port Eynon on the Gower in a lil orange inflatable canoe with my bro when I was about 8. My first self propelled effort was in Weston-Super-Mare of all places.
5. I was a really good kayaker when I was younger. Used to instruct and everything. (That's what you get for growing up in Somerset.) Won the U16 Avon half marathon once. 13 miles of pure pain.
6. I was also a BMX freak and once rode mine 35 miles in one go to prove a point that gears are for lightweights.
7. One of my favourite meals is boiled rice, heinz baked beans and mince (fried til browned then simmered in oxtail soup til gooey). It sounds weird but it's awesome.
8. I'm adopted. Which freaks a lot of people out, but it's cool, I was 6 months old so have never known any different and all I know about my real parents was my dad was a Royal Marine (hence why I get sooo competitive at paintball) and my mum was at college doing food stuff.
9. I went to Aberystwyth university, got a 2.1 in Geology, broke my collarbone straight after finishing and then forgot to leave Aber for two wonderful, drunken, messy, debauched years.
10. I didn't take up photography until I finished uni at 23. Became a career six years later. Never planned or had any ambition to be a surf photojournalist cos I missed the careers day in sixth form.
11. Being adopted I have no idea where I'm from. Which is kinda cool. My biological mum's family name goes back to the Domesday Book era Somerset clans so half of me is as Zummerset as its possible to be. I can only assume the other half is a bit Scandy, hence the very un-English ability to sport a nice nut brown tan. Lobster is not something I do.
12. I was engaged once and got unexpectedly disengaged three months later. I then found out she was having an affair. So in the long run, all worked out good. Can't ever forgive her for breaking up with me on the day England won the rugby world cup...
13. I was single for 5 years after that. Now I'm not and am very happy.
14. I'm shy.
15. I don't think I'm a very good photographer.
16. I lived in France for three years but still don't speak French. I can understand what's going on a lot of the time but can't speak it for shit. I just have no capacity for languages. I can learn a computer application in days but language just goes in one ear and out the other- malheuresment.
17. Even though I've travelled all over the place I still have no idea where I want to live.
18. I don't believe in astrology but the character traits of Virgos do apply to me. I am a perfectionist (hence earphones that cost more than the iPod and a catering level toaster, I love music and toast and want the best of both) I do have a very dark sense of humour and prefer to sit back and assess whats going on rather than throwing myself into things. I hate it when things aren't done as well as they could be. Hence being self-employed. As management in my experience are always less skilled than you ... apart from at talking shite.
19. I did an awful lot of temping. Worked in -25˚C freezers, a brewery, a lumber yard stacking wood, a prawn cocktail factory, the Cuprinol warehouse, a shoe place (best place ever where they actually encourage you to use the pallet trucks as scooters to get around the warehouse quicker), and many other insanely mind numbing jobs. Best was Tescos warehouse, £500 a week, as much chocolate as you could 'damage' and after six weeks of six day weeks I did six weeks, with no days off, doing 12-hour night shifts. I slept for 38-hours straight when I finished the contract. But saved enough to buy some decent camera gear and a round the world ticket.
20. I used to drink a lot but ever since I got my drink spiked in Hossegor last Sept I've been pretty much teetotal. Ish. If there's Guinness then I drink, otherwise no. (Hmm, not teetotal now, but I ain't a big drinker still, getting too old for that! Me in 2012 )
21. I don't want kids. Period. I like sleeping to much and my job means being away. My dad was away all the time and it sucked balls. They are just to noisy, messy and I've got far too much stuff to do and places to see.
22. I used to DJ at uni. Our wednesday indie nights at the Bay Hotel were legendary. As one happy punter once said, 'Mate, that was the best night of my life, such good music'. I still love music and refuse to give up and just listen to stuff I liked when I was young, new music is vital.
23. Reading Festival 07 with Clairebear was one of the happiest weekends of my life. I actually cried when Nine Inch Nails played 'Hurt' ... 50,000 people singing will do that to you.
24. My university surf club friends are gonna be with me for life.
25. My only ambition is to be happy...
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