Here are some of the last photos that I’ll be posting that were taken with my old faithful Nikon D70s. I bought it back in 2006, and it’s served me really well for over 6 years. In return for its loyal service, I’m heartlessly ditching it for a sexy new Nikon D600, which is full-frame (!!!!) and better in almost every way.
Sorry, old pal.
“Gourmet” food trucks (as seen at the Queen West Art Crawl last weekend) are a thing now.
Summer 2012, you’ve been a good one.
I found myself in Montreal last week on a really last minute vacation. Despite my dad being from Montreal, I’d never properly explored the city until now, and I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from the land of delicious smoked meat, abundant sex clubs, authentic poutine, and awesome indie music. I really enjoyed seeing what the city had to offer, but it didn’t move me as much as I though it might. I’m still perfectly happy living in Toronto, even though apparently everyone hates Toronto. Haters gonna hate.
Trip highlights included: Mile End, Mount Royal Park, eating smoked meat at Schwartz’s, staying at a sweet apartment in the Plateau (found through Airbnb, aka the best site ever), exploring the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts (for free!), discovering Distroboto, which sells tiny artwork for $2 out of former cigarette machines, and successfully carrying on some conversations in French without the other person switching into English.
Trip disappointments include: dropping my camera and damaging my kit lens, which now doesn’t focus properly at certain distances. Awesome! Good thing I kind of hated that lens anyway. At least that’s what I’m telling myself.
Let’s face it – this kind of thing is the real reason why I decided to start a blog.
I’m thoroughly enjoying my “new” (and by new I mean new to me, since it’s definitely used) 80-200mm f/2.8 lens that I bought about a month ago on eBay. I got it for a fraction of the price of a new one since it’s about 15-20 years old. I’m a huge fan of old lenses, especially the ones that are built like tanks and are roughly the size of my head.
True story.
Hi! I’m Dara. This is my new blog. First posts are always the hardest so I’ll get this one out of the way without really saying much of substance.
I’m starting off as a bad blogger because I don’t have a purpose or mission or focus for this site. I have no grand plans or aspirations. Really, I just want a reason to write (something I really miss since graduating from university) and a place to do it.
Some things that might appear here include:
Tulips in Istanbul
I like big butts and I cannot lie