Monday, May 26, 2014
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
So I hauled out the Nikkormat, found a battery for it (in another camera, the Minolta SRT), and realized I had also already loaded it with film! Then I realized I hadn't posted it for you, months ago when I found it in a pile of decent SLR bodies at a Goodwill. I had my pick of three FT's as well as a couple more Minolta SRT's and a Pentax K1000. I mounted the only "eared" lens I have (with a fair bit of internal spotting - I'm waiting to see what that looks like on the film), and I am trying it out.
So here is spokescat Guido, making it look good
The FT was first in the line, made 1965-67 and updated several times for a decade. It was the closest thing you could get to a Nikon F, and still the closest I'll get to one for a ten-spot. I read somewhere today that it sold for $270 at the time, $70 less than a Nikon F. That's a lot - online sources put it at about $2016 in current US money.
The controls take some getting used to. It wasn't until the third place I looked that I found out that the film advance also activates the meter. That's good news, as it isn't running down the battery all the time, and I have confirmed it does work. Also note in the photo that the film speed is buried in that same multi-purpose ring.
No shoe on top at all (cold or hot), but luckily the Minolta came with a flash and the little cable that plugs in here. Two different sync speeds, for electronic (X - for xenon, I think) and M (Medium) for slower-brightening bulbs.
So now I'm looking for washing soda. I'll keep you posted.
Friday, May 16, 2014
|The first two are from a list of advice for women cyclists from the early 20th century. The last is from The Shadow radio program.|
|drafts of my cards, which I worked on a bit more before printing the finals|
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Tacoma Tweed Ride
|"border collies" keep the herd together.|
|That's one of our Councilmen.|
|These gents have a vintage clothing shop in town that sponsored the ride.|
Thursday, May 1, 2014
I do need to find the repair tutorial for those sprung typebars.
Then on Saturday we went to Portland, to catch the Venice exhibit at the art museum there. It was fantastic. I took along the Zephyr Deluxe Pride Line, and didn't know there was a typecast from months earlier still in there.
This typewriter had had a bit of an adventure. I had checked it into the coat check for the time we were in there, then retrieved it and promptly left it out on a platform outside the museum as we went to lunch, where I discovered the loss. When we got back, I went inside and they recognized me right away and called lost and found. He was very interested and impressed with the goodwill price tag too.
Then on Monday, I had some preparations to make.
Dad chose the Royal Aristocrat, first seen in public at the big Snohomish Type-in, where Little Flower Petals borrowed it to win the typing contest.
"Dad" in this case is a design chef who works a few feet away from me. I think he told me he'd studied literature in college, then somehow got interested in chef training and thrived at it. College is supposed to get us OUT of foodservice. I think we're both doing it wrong. Anyway we talk from time to time about reading and writing and his son is apparently a fire hose of literary creativity. An opportunity not to be missed, you'll agree.
Apparently the Typewriter was very much appreciated. Here's what Dad brought me back today.
I think we all know how that feels, kid. Welcome to the typosphere.
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