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An apt name for an around the British Isles adventure by paddles. Having journeyed down from Wick Persistence at anchor just inside the North Pier. No berthing at the pontoons for these hardy sailors.
This year, 2026 is the centenary of the formation of Zeiss Ikon, a major player in European camera manufacture in the 2nd and 3rd quarters of the 20th century.
To mark this anniversary, I've decided to use a different Zeiss Ikon camera every two weeks throughout the year, a project I'm calling “Twenty-six in Twenty-six”.
Box cameras are firmly at the bottom end of the camera market, but as you might expect from a device bearing the Zeiss name, the Box Tengor raises the bar slightly when it comes to specifications. That said, it's a fairly low bar, and the rise isn't that great!
Cheaper box cameras were often made of cardboard, but this one is constructed from sheet metal covered with black leatherette. Whereas most box cameras had a single element meniscus lens, this one has a Goerz Frontar two element achromat. Furthermore, while the more basic box cameras have a fixed aperture, there are three different setting here, albeit a rather paltry f11, f16 and f22.
There is still only a single shutter speed, plus a “B” setting, with a little lever sliding into place to act both as shutter lock to prevent accidental exposures, and, when the “B” setting is selected, to lock the shutter open, in effect providing a “T” setting.
When I saw that there were three distance settings, I assumed that focussing was by moving the lens backwards and forwards, but in fact it turns out that once you move away from infinity, the two other distances are achieved by swinging supplementary lenses into place. By this method, the closest focussing distance is 3 feet, which is a lot closer than your bog standard box camera of the era. Note the imperial units for the focus, indicating that this particular example was made for export.
The camera is designed to be used at waist level, and there are two viewfinders, one for portrait and one for landscape orientation. These viewfinders are not the easiest to use, and in reality allow little more than rough framing to be achieved. Like the majority of box cameras, it uses 120 film and produces 8 negatives per roll. These are 6cm x 9cm, perfectly adequate for contact prints which were the default output for family snapshots right up until the 1960s.
Fomapan 100 film with a red filter, developed in Rodinal 1:50 for 8.5mins at 20 degrees.
I was driving home yesterday and was caught in a heavy rain and through out the sun was struggling to shine through the dark clouds. Loved how determined and persistent the sun was :)
We have had some storms and rain recently resulting in flooding in our parks. The sand bars are fortunately not eroding much.
Taken the other weekend on a walk... turned into a bit of a trek, however, good fun and nice to be out in the snow!
Tulips don’t like to open unless it’s sunny, and it’s been cloudy or rainy or drizzly a lot lately, so I’m glad the clouds parted two days ago so this lovely tulip opened. It’s one of those that I inherited when I bought my home in 1995, which produce shoots every year and flowers to varying degrees. I love their persistence. (So do deer and rabbits.)
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In some of the darkest moments of my life, when there were no answers for my questions, for some reason, I just kept straining to see over the horizon for a glimmer of hope. I could have lost faith, I could have given up, I could have fallen into a deep depression, but for some reason, my eyes were fixed in the distance, where I knew hope waited, even though I couldn't see it. I still see that in this photograph. And I know that, just over that hill, hope awaits.
Found in Explore on December 17, 2019.
Rounding the curves south of Koringberg on 17 June 2002 with 15F no 2916. The last in a series of very decent runpasts in constantly changing misty conditions courtesy of a Dave Rodgers chartered tour train.
Western Cape, South Africa
For my one thousandth post, I offer this artistic rendering of the windswept Jeffrey Pine on Sentinel Dome that Ansel Adams made famous when it was still alive. By 1981, it was on its last legs, its needles gone, its bark beginning to flake off--but it still had character. I was fortunate to see it against a very dramatic sky at sunset.
Compare this tree with normal Jeffrey pines.
For other images of this picturesque Yosemite icon, visit my sentineldome tag. The color version Yosemite's Aged Lookout has been one of my most popular photos. Thanks for stopping by, and happy Thanksgiving!
A mural, in an alley just off Ave. du Parc, Montreal. I guess the melting watch is a reference to `the persistence of memory` by Dali?
Anger, he smiles in shiny metallic armor.
~ J. Hendrix
All I am surrounded by is fear ... and dead men.
~ Darth Vader
You know, Sometimes I amaze even myself.
~ Han Solo
Window Display at Best of Times. West 7th Street, St. Paul Minnesota.
Taken with an Olympus XA4 camera on home redscaled Temu branded film. The film is nominally described as ISO 400, but previous experience shows that it is more like ISO 100. After redscaling it, I set the camera to ISO 25, which seems to have been about right. Developed in the Bellini C41 kit.
‘Get up the wall son’ I can hear the Robin say ( expletives deleted ).
I hope you have enjoyed this interlude in the coronavirus pandemic. We all need a distraction. This one is somewhat less destructive than those that thousands have opted for.
So watch this space, I don’t know what my next fixation will be.......that is the attraction of anticipation. David H.
There are rooms I'll be the last to enter – what a curious feeling that is. In a house completely hidden from sight, up a staircase so rotten it's barely standing, to a bedroom caving in on itself. Here on a mouldy mattress lie two pillows, settled exactly as they were left the last time someone laid here. Given unspoken weight and grand persistence, the half-life of human memory reaching closure. We all want to be remembered, but I find myself wondering why I've always wanted it more than most. From the earliest moment I pointed a camera at something, and decided to take it home with me, I've been aware of just how rare that is. If you've ever sifted through a stack of prints in a thrift store, you've been in touch with the notion of separation. Everything is gone but the memory itself, no way to connect with its creator. Like the opposite of dementia patient, who has life without memory, those photos have memory without life. If I manage to make mine linger together, I've lived up to my greatest hopes.
August 24, 2022
Queens County, Nova Scotia
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It seems that no matter how far I run, he's never far behind...
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Window light only. In the morning before breakfast.
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Some persistence paid off, and I went back again today. Light was good but the bird stayed distant, but this one looked sort of alright.
This is the third time in the last few days that we've found a fully built nest on one of the van tires. With all of the perfectly nice trees & bushes to build a nest in, we're wondering what this bird is thinking!
Persistence pays off! I stood under some trees for my entire lunch hour today, trying to get a leaf in mid-fall. It took probably a hundred shots to get this one
Actually taken at Radnor Lake, but I have lots of other shots to share this Saturday so I wanted to go ahead and post this one now!
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When being inspired, thoughts slowly start forming in mind. While some of them merge, others are quickly discarded. Though at this point, everything is still open, over time, a few become real convincing options that seem worth being put into practice.
Full of motivation, it is easy to plunge into an adventure quickly. But a rapid, rough landing frequently follows a too fast run-up. In many cases, its impact is too strong, and as a result, frustration rises. Regularly, this leads to the discarding of sparkling ideas.
If counting on persistence rather than pace, it is likely to gain more. There is more time to make mistakes, learn and develop. Yet, being tenacious appears harder than achieving the actual goal itself in many cases because too often, we stand in our own way.