A few days ago I dropped a thousand dollars on a camera. It was a good deal actually, but I didn't
really need it. I had a DLSR that I bought used a couple of months ago. For a few reasons it just wasn't "doing it" for me and I wanted to get a model from a different brand. So I did and it was an upgrade but I spent a lot of money and, in the end, it was fixing a mistake that I made in the first place, so the whole experience wasn't really a "win" but a draw.
Today, however, was a totally different story. Today I picked up a pretty cheep, very old camera and I think that it is definitely and in all ways, a resounding "win". Today I brought home a camera that I have been chasing for more than a dozen years: the
Olympus OM-4t and she's beautiful!
That's her. Isn't she gorgeous! I paid slightly too much from her and I am kicking myself for that part. The guy who had her thought that she was broken and instead of taking advantage of that (and taking my chances that she actually was broken) I made sure that she worked before I bought her. I lost some bargaining power there. I don't care though. It was a photographical dream come true and the end of an era: The "I Dream About Owning an OM-4t" era.
She looks brand new. There is nary a mark or scratch on her that I can find. And the color! Champagne is right! I can almost feel the bubbles jumping off of her when I put her up to my face. She feels lighter than her sisters, OM-1n and OM-2n do. Oh, wait: she's Titanium! Like a bionic version, she is lighter, faster and stronger. Sweet.
Next step; put a roll of film through her. Experiment with her multi-spot metering. Get to know her controls, her nuances. Make some art. I wonder if any one would think it strange if I snuggled with her tonight?
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