This is how I’ve taken to carrying my little NEX-6 now, rather than a neck strap or wrist strap:
A neck strap just got in the way too much. A wrist strap just means I have to pack the camera away into pocket or back when I want to put it down for a moment. This can attach to my belt loops, or to a neck strap, at a moment’s notice. It doesn’t take up much pocket space. It doesn’t get tangled up.
Also, it looks a bit ridiculous. I like that.
I’d been reading about Henri Cartier-Bresson, so I tried to concentrate on people more when photographing in Exeter. I was pleased with this shot.
I was lined up to photograph the bench, and had got one shot already with someone in the background, which gave the picture a little something extra. I saw this woman walk in front of the bench through the viewfinder, and grabbed the shot just as she shrugged – a decisive moment to capture an indecisive moment.
Here’s the one I’d snapped just before, for comparison – more my usual style.
One day, as I entered our local Tesco, there was a cat. In the store, sitting down on the doormat. Under the heaters, on a cold day. Smart cat. Seemed to be enjoying the attention, as every child and most adults who passed stopped to give him some affection.
He turned out to be a regular, sometimes around the entrance, sometimes inside the store. He’s called Mango, and has a page on Facebook. With, at the time of writing, 1783 likes. Popular puddy.
At the bottom of Canal Hill, in tiverton – a really bright poo bin. The Grand PooBin of Tiverton.
Part of the Poo Mondays series.
Lichen on a wooden handrail in Torquay.
Both shots taken with my old Asahi Takumar 50mm f/1.4 lens – for the second one, I opened the aperture all the way, so there’s very little depth of field at such a close distance. Blurry lichen.