
In my travels lately, and that includes my walks into Chinatown for lunch (because there’s no shortage of tourists there to watch), I’ve noticed that big black cameras are the new must-have fashion accessory.
People used to carry normal cameras, and for a while the trend was the-smaller-the-better, but these days they’re kitted out like modern-day Ansel Adamses (or Annie Leibovitzes if that’s your gender preference). I saw a guy on Lantau Island who had 3 of the suckers draped around his neck, with lenses so long he was probably photographing landmarks in China rather than Hong Kong.
I’m all for bringing power to the people and let’s face it, an entry level DSLR is a very attainable object these days. In 2007 sales grew by about 42% over the previous year, and they’re predicted to grow another 22% this year.
I like to watch people drive these big black beasts. If you’re a manual car driver you can probably tell what kind of car someone is driving, and how they’re driving it, by watching them for a minute. Are they changing gears manually? Do they use the handbrake or the clutch on hills? It’s the same thing really. Watching someone take photos I can guess what settings their camera is on, how they’ve got the focus set up, whether they understand the distance their flash will travel or not.
As you’d expect, a lot of people have their cameras set on auto, quite a few use a shutter or aperture priority and not too many people are set to fully manual. There’s a fair bit of point-and-shoot snapshotting going on, but I’ve been really surprised by the number of people who are taking their time to get a cool angle and compose a scene. We’ve become a photographically visually-literate society and a lot of people are having fun exploring that, which is great to see.
But I wonder: Is a DSLR overkill for a lot of the photography I’m observing? Or just downright less fun?
I mention all this because it was my partner Yang’s birthday this week and we had an addition to the family that went in the opposite direction. We’ve now got a Canon Powershot S5 IS in the house, which isn’t tiny, but i think is what they class “compact” in retail-speak.
In addition to heavy equipment I’ve got a little cigarette-packet sized, underpowered Nikon I carry in my bag, but it’s been ages since I owned a compact camera, and I’d forgotten how flexible and how much fun they were. This one has image stabiliser, face recognition (new to me, kind of spooky, but you’ve got to love it), macro, something called super-macro, a pretty impressive zoom range and more shooting programs hidden in its menus than you could poke a lens at. And it’s about half the size and a quarter of the weight of the DSLR I carry around to do the same thing (and that’s without a macro lens in the bag as well).
It’s left me thinking that bigger is not necessarily better. Well, at least in this instance.
I’m not about to trade down my SLR for a compact, because I need the raw format and the control of fine points like bokeh for what I do, but it feels like the difference between driving a Rolls Royce and driving a sporty little convertible. Sometimes I think it’s fun to feel the wind in your hair.
pic: creativespark scares the New York locals