Yes… this is it, an Agiflash 44. As a 10 year old I had one of these… second hand of course, as it belonged to my Dad and was probably his first camera too! Googling the camera name tells me it was made from 1959-64 in Croydon of all places.
By 1980, when I first used the camera, it was taking fast obsolete 127 film which had quite large 4cm x 4cm negatives. Much of the time I only had 12 exposure colour film, mainly because it was quite expensive. Although the camera had a little lever on the front so both black & white or colour film could be used.
A friend of my Dad’s who was a bus enthusiast, offered to take me on a “bus trip” around depots in north Nottinghamshire. Having just been given the camera I was really keen to try it out. Some of resulting photos were not too bad from the Agiflash on that trip, although the rubber camera case around it posed a bit of a problem. The triangular shaped flap on the cover got into shot on about half of the photos I took… and one shot was ruined by someone walking in front of me. Still, it was a big adventure at the time and it was like Christmas when the prints came back from the processors.
Here’s a selection of the photos I still have from that trip… don’t forget that I was only 10 years old when I took them!
This last photo, was one of those affected by the phantom camera flap problem… A few years ago I photoshopped out the resulting black triangle, with mixed results. Still, I feel I have to rescue a photo when I can!
Later on the wind on mechanism gave up the ghost, so my Dad drilled a hole in the top of the alloy casing and fitted a small aluminum tube with a groove in the end which lined up with the film spool. So the exposures were wound on by turning this tube and looking at the little red window on the back to line up the film number in it.
Sony Cyber-shot DSC-L1 hands-on images: Digital Photography Review.
Some of my photos taken with the Sony Cybershot.
This was, a great camera, which my other half brought back from Japan in 2005. It would have lasted a lot longer than 7 years, but my 18 month old daughter (at the time) bounced it off the floor with the handstrap. Since then the lens door has stayed locked shut. Shame…
I’d give it 5 stars all the same…
Yesterday I received my Tamron zoom lens (70-300mm f4-5.6), so today I’ve done a simple demo to blip on here.
The wonky chimneys are those on flats across the street, taken from the drive just in front of our house. Image was taken using the “macro” (180-300mm) on full. The small image taken on minimum 70mm setting.
Tweaked the photo just slightly in Photoshop (not much even), so for a “cheap” lens I’m quite pleased with the results.
What do you think?
*A bit of a catch up…*
The 14th of January was a bit of an uncertain day for me. I turned the magic milestone of 40 years old. A normal day with my son Rémy… not quite. My son sang “Happy Birthday to you” for the first time ever as I was waking up. Thumpah had some presents for me and had prepared a “cake” with candles (pain au chocolats with a 4 and a 0 in candles).
Rémy had been good the previous day, less so on my birthday. Starting with driving his new radio controlled car deliberately into Toffee the dog. One of the few times I have smacked him.
On Tuesday my back blocked – sort of a nasty “electric shock” feeling in my lower back and side. Rémy is starting to do things for himself now, so that helped me a lot because I didn’t need to carry him so much. I still have to lift him in and out of the bath though. So really did “feel” 40 on my birthday.
Even so, I have been so lucky. Thumpah has bought me an upgrade for my laptop – so I’m now at a heady 2Gb RAM. She also gave me another present, but I’m not writing about that here!
My parents in law brought me a wonderful watch. I hadn’t worn one for some years, so it was a bit strange thinking about looking at my wrist for the time rather than the kitchen clock or on the computer. But it’ll certainly remind me about turning 40.
Back to Saturday then… Monsieur le Maire Adjoint had called me on my birthday to ask if I could attend the inauguration of the exhibition about Roger Soubie. The magazine has now been run off and was to be on sale at the exhibition. Snag was he wanted me there for 5pm because Mr le Maire wanted to present to me a “recompense”, but Thumpah wanted to take me somewhere that evening for my birthday.
So I had to check with her first. In the end it all turned out OK. We arrived at the Salle Polyvalente about 10 minutes late due in the main to Rémy playing up. After saying “Bonjour” to Mr le Maire and Mr Maire Adjoint, we were invited into the salle to look at the exhibition. Then as I was chatting to Thumpah, Mr le Maire went onto the stage to begin his speach about the exhibition. Then to my surprise I was asked to join him when I was awarded a plaque as a merci from le municipalité du village. I was honored and embarrassed. In the end I said “merci” and then left the stage, probably a bit red faced.
Mr le Maire Adjoint then went onto talk about the life of Roger Soubie before Mr le Maire handed out awards to winners of the “concours de décorations de Noël” – yes, more and more villageois are putting up fancy lights all over their houses for the festive season. The last 3 years or so, each year, the conseil du village have had a competion for the best looking houses. Probably a sign of how France is changing.
After a glass of champagne and a chat with a couple Thumpah has known since childhood, I was thanked by the chap who runs the Foyer Rural and again by both Mr le Maire & Marie Adjoint and said bonne soirée before we left. Both of them said to me that now I’ve been bitten by the job they hope I’ll continue to work with them. Mr le Maire Adjoint explained to me that this year there are two big typesetting jobs to do, then went onto say that it was he that had introduced Mr Gouarin (the current Maire) to the Foyer Rural 22 years ago. Through that he became involved with the conseil du village and as we know now, eventually Mr le Maire.
Anyway it is nice to be involved because it breaks up my job of looking after Rémy. I can do something different and also on occasion “meet the locals”. Being stuck at home with a toddler it is very difficult to meet other people here.
We left Rémy with our niece Lise and had a quick chat with Isa’s brother and his wife, before Thumpah whisked me off to Paris on the pretext of a meal in a restaurant together. In fact we ended up getting stuck in an almighty traffic jam on the A6 so arrived in the Paris 13th a little bit late, according to her and her planning. I was kept very much in the dark, but began to smell a rat as the 13th is a district that I’ve got to know quite well. My friend Pascal lives there.
I was delighted to be surprised at a Pizzeria by Ewa, Adam, Dominique, Amélie & Pascal. Had a lovely meal and was spoiled rotten.
Then the weekend after I had a super meal with Thumpahs family… but things didn’t end there… At the end of January Thumpah threw a surprise party for me with some of our friends. She got me hook line and sinker…
Back in July, I had started work on a magazine for my local mairie liasing with Monsieur le Maire Adjoint.
Between then and now a lot has happened, not least the fact my external drive with some of the work I had started on this project, becoming corrupted.
The drive was despatched to a colleague of Thumpah’s for a recovery session, but stayed with them a little longer than intended. Meanwhile in September I worked on a magazine for “Les journées du patrimoine” for the mairie.
The HD eventually came back with files such as photos mostly recovered, however the Photoshop file I had created for the cover plus the Publisher file for the main magazine (yep, the mairie use Publisher for everything… not a good choice) were still corrupted.
This is by no means an “official” project, but more a part of the local history group named “La Grenouille Verte” – which has released magazines in the past concerning the liberation of the village in WW2 and “l’affaire Ben Barka” to name but just a few subjects covered.
However, this particular project is going to be tied in with local rag “Le Républicain” in Evry, which should give the magazine more coverage, especially given the subject matter. The publication will concentrate on the artist himself – a character who kept himself to himself despite his work on prestigeous posters for French cinemas, being something really in the limelight at the time. This extended to many of the big American blockbusters of the 50′s & 60′s too.
Also covered will be the long gone small local cinemas in the area here in Essonne – a sort of “then & now”… many of them since becoming warehouses or in many cases raised to the ground to create car parks!
So yesterday, not feeling “en forme” I was a little surprised to get a phone call from Mr le Maire Adjoint, who wanted to come round that afternoon for a meeting. He wants to get the job done in 3 weeks, although the actual deadline is the 10th January 2010. My wages so far…? A 6 pack of Leffe…