September 10, 2013
It all started innocently enough two years ago when my nearly twenty-year-old television set finally kicked the bucket. I replaced that TV with a modest thirty-inch high-definition flat screen. That was it for my big move into the twenty-first century, that is until about three months ago, when all hell began to break loose. Regular readers and viewers of my blog will know that I purchased my first new camera in thirty-three years this past June, finally going digital. I took full advantage of my new toy and shot more than twelve thousand photographs, nearly every single one of a flower, in just three months.
After seeing what my photographs looked like in HD on the small LCD monitor on the back of the camera, compared to what they looked like on my ten-year old computer’s CRT monitor, it did not take long for me to decide that I must get a new HD monitor as well. My real concern was what my photographs looked like online to other people compared to what they looked like on my old monitor, after I had made some adjustments such as to color, tone and brightness and then matting and framing them. This past Saturday, just before halftime of the Ohio State-San Diego State football game, the FedEx man delivered my new twenty-three inch HD monitor. After setting it up at halftime, my first thought was why I ever waited so long to update my computer.
It’s not as if I am anti-technology. The reason why I waited as long as I did to buy a digital camera, replacing my Canon A-1 that I bought in 1980, was I did not want to, nor could I afford to replace all my lens. Earlier this year, I found out there was an adapter that would enable me to use all the old lens on a new camera. The main reason for not updating both camera and computer monitor over the years was lack of money. I have too many hobbies and passions and every one is expensive. Barely surviving on SSI (Supplemental Security Income) disability income, I consider both of these recent purchases to be “major.” I am very grateful for this government assistance, however, living on what I receive; I consider the current poverty level of $11,500 for a single American to be living high on the hog.
Now, all I need is a cell phone to complete my trifecta. Nah, that ain’t gonna happen! Besides, what I really need is a brand new Fender Stratocaster.
Steven H. Spring