Charles Newcomb
January 28th, 2016, 01:13 PM
After switching to DSLRs about five years ago I found myself finally settled in with the 2 5D MK3s I had acquired. Using them in many different configurations became as natural as using my right arm. Then, bout a year ago I retired. In in fit of what I now know was depression, I got rid of the 2 5D MK3s and all of my ancillary gear, and bought a 6D "just in case I wanted to do something someday."
It left a huge hole in my life. I had no idea how much I was attached to that camera for video and for stills. I let it eat at me for months and months, until last month Canon came out with some killer deals in anticipation of the new replacement for the MK3, especially bundles. I couldn't take it anymore. In the Purchase Now box I clicked, and as of Monday it's here. I hope the new owner of the 6D enjoys it.
I know, I know: There are newer technologies out there, even a few that work better in low light. I don't care. It's my right arm. Even though it sits in the bag more than the ones did when I was working, I'm comforted just knowing it's there if I need it and I know it will give me spectacular results.
Last night I found myself just holding it, gently caressing its buttons and feeling like and old lover had come home from war.
I know: I'm sick. But I love that camera.
It left a huge hole in my life. I had no idea how much I was attached to that camera for video and for stills. I let it eat at me for months and months, until last month Canon came out with some killer deals in anticipation of the new replacement for the MK3, especially bundles. I couldn't take it anymore. In the Purchase Now box I clicked, and as of Monday it's here. I hope the new owner of the 6D enjoys it.
I know, I know: There are newer technologies out there, even a few that work better in low light. I don't care. It's my right arm. Even though it sits in the bag more than the ones did when I was working, I'm comforted just knowing it's there if I need it and I know it will give me spectacular results.
Last night I found myself just holding it, gently caressing its buttons and feeling like and old lover had come home from war.
I know: I'm sick. But I love that camera.