There are all kinds of focus in this world: today’s to-do list, plans far into the future, politics, family, work, and so on. Today, as I set out on a sunrise walk, my focus was on photography and, more specifically, on practicing with a new lens.
It’s actually an old lens, though. It was one of my dad’s for his Minolta camera back in the 1970s, and I asked him for it a few years ago after I found it languishing in a drawer. I found an adapter to mount it with my Sony A7 and then I realized it was all manual and I had no idea what to do with it. So it sat in my drawer for a few years.
Today, though, I do know what to do with it. I’ve spent the last year practicing focus and shutter speed and reading histograms and it paid off. I put that MInolta lens on the A7 and went out looking for the golden hour light this morning and these photos are what I made.
The Minolta a big lens, and it has an old-timey, softer focus to it than newer lenses. I like the shots a lot and it was great to see that working at my photography skills is paying off.
(Side note: All three of these photos were taken within a 10 minute period of time, that’s how wildly diverse the foothills of the Sierra Nevada are.)
You’ve got to learn your instrument. Then, you practice, practice, practice. And then, when you finally get up there on the bandstand, forget all that and just wail.