1980 | The 1980s | 1982 |
Start borrowing Nikon stuff, including a beautiful black Nikon F2AS. Borrow a Nikkor 16mm f/2.8 New Years Day and discover that full-face portraits made with it, while intriguing, aren't particularly flattering. I get my first lens, a 28mm f/3.5 AI Nikkor, which I still have. Sell the 600mm Series I Catadioptric and 100mm Fujinon lenses. Unable to afford to keep F2, get a used Nikkormat FS, a body with no flash shoe and no meter. The F2AS I loved so dearly gets bought by a professional who puts a 400mm on it, mounts it to a tripod using the camera's tripod socket, then bumps the lens and cracks the F2 body casting. Whimper. My buddy Steve O'Brien, who also works at the store, orders a chrome Nikon FM with the initials S. O'B. engraved on the back under some employee purchase/Nikon anniversary deal. Steve, who changes cameras about as often as I change my underwear, subsequently sells this camera so if you own this puppy this is why you have a son-of-a-bitchin' camera. During this period we have an irate customer with 13 rolls of 110 film for No Charge who held his new camera backwards and shot past his ear while in Europe ho ho. Do a shoot-off of my Rolleicord Vb versus Steve's Hasselblad with 80mm lens. Test shows little compromise using the Rollei, which exhibits a slight softness in one corner compared to the Hassy. Make custom PC cord, Rollei-locking to Vivitar 283. Also pick up a very heavy but ultimately disappointing Minolta 80mm f/5.6 enlarging lens, which I eventually sell. Borrow a Nikon FM and MD-11 motor to photograph explosive destruction of building in downtown Des Moines. Think it would be clever to use some special thin-base 72-exposure black & white film Ilford was selling at the time. It was. I went through about 35 frames getting the motor to work (the battery tray was loose, it turned out) so was down to 37 left for the actual explosions etc. Discovered that my darkroom and drying string wasn't tall enough for a 72 exposure roll. I buy a modest Tenba bag.