Ruthie wants to let you in on a little good news (no one is pregnant, figured I should dispel whatever growing expectations this opening series might elicit):
But she doesn’t have to be so serious about it.
Dada got a new camera for his 30th birthday. Not just any ol’ camera, but a real-deal DSLR, entry-level amateur photographer/make my blog really pretty kind of camera. Granted, my birthday isn’t for another two months. Fortunately, Natalie knows me well enough to know that I can’t stand keeping secrets, and that if I can get/give presents waaaay in advance of the celebration day, I will.
She told me last week that the camera would be my big 30 gift and she asked that I help research. Ultimately, she thought it smart to have a nice new camera around to document this year’s Christmas, thus I was given the green light to get it ahead schedule.
In a way, this is a present for you too, dear reader. Things are going to look a little bit nicer around here.
I cannot explain how excited I have been about this present.
The new whip: Canon Rebel T3 (Canon is up to the T4i already, but I figured I should start with the most stripped down version with my first DSLR – costs a lot less without all the new bells and whistles, while still being a ridiculous camera), body only (to save a little more dough by not getting it with the come-with-it zoom lens), with a fixed 50mm f/1.8 lens bought separately.
This thing is bonkers. In the days waiting for Amazon to deliver it, I read up on as much as I could about taking pictures using the manual settings, aperture, shutter speed, bokeh, ISO, etc., but the full-auto alone is just wild.
I’ve been operating this blog with my trusty point-and-shoot for almost a year now. That little camera has been everywhere with me, and has served its purpose quite well in our adventures. Its managed to take some pretty good shots on its own, if I do say so myself.
But in working with it so much I came to learn its limitations. The photos in this post represent a lot of what my old point-and-shoot couldn’t handle. That blurred background bokeh effect, bath time, book time – basically the whole of our evening routine in this house, our scant natural light little basement apartment on a dimmer switch – was either a blurry or flash-shocked mess. No longer.
I hope you guys enjoy it half as much as I do. There will be a few more posts this week centered around the work of our old camera, but going forward you’ll see a lot more of this.
Nattie Boom: Best birthday present ever. Seriously. You rock.