I tried not to.
I can’t help it. The lines, the shapes, the figures… Gestures.
SIPF. ArtScience Museum. An Ocean of Possibilities.
X-T1
the difference: a heart
today’s mass production means life’s wants anywhere, any instance of time; screens for entertainment, cool climate at a press of a button, heck: when i click on the button below this post is readable for anyone who bothers to come read!
that’s probably why hand made items are a premium, a precious commodity. high end precision watches, crafted furniture vs run of the mill casios and forever on sale basement wardrobes. there’s that something that makes people queue up for traditional way of making things. even food.
or maybe i’m just old school.
table/radius
deadlines. new photo gear. faceless people passing by.
fleeting scents bring some colour to the words and figures; slogging through a Sunday no less.
deadlines. new photo gear.
a new tool (hopefully new start)
around 2 years after getting an X and after a month’s wait a new tool arrives.
bright eyed, flippy screens, new knobs, bells and whistles.
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but always never too far off from the family.
this most probably won’t make me an award winning photog; the brain behind the tool is still the same. and I hope the same brain can get into the routine of posting stuffs here. heh.
anyways, welcome to the mini club, Mr X-T1!
(all pics above taken by the trusty SeX-E1. and the one below? wifey’s fun X-M1. :))
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