Amusante histoire d’un photographe qui a délaissé son reflex son amour de toujours et vécu une amourette avec deux appareils plus petits. Tout allait pour le mieux, tout était nouveau, excitant comme lorsque l’on rencontre une nouvelle fiancée.
Jusqu’au jour ou il décide de partir en voyage avec son nouvel amour… Et là c’est le drame ! Car c’est en voyage, que l’on apprend à connaitre vraiment les gens (et les appareils photo)… De là à conclure que ceux qui “lâchent” leur reflex, sont ceux qui ne voyage pas souvent ?
A moins qu’il s’agisse de photographes “moins impliqués” ? Pour lesquels la qualité des photos et la variété des points de vues (choix d’objectifs) sont finalement moins importants que leur confort… et le poids de leur sac à dos ? A lire sur le site de Colin Swift :
“At first, things were good. The X-T1 was small, fun, compact and great image quality. The first thing that threw me off was when the X-T1’s auto focus didn’t work as well as my Canon might have. Now don’t get me wrong, my X-T1’s auto focus is really good, but could my Canon have been better? I began to think about my Canon again and wondering what I could be doing with my Canon.
The second and most saddening experience I had with my X-T1 on our trip was when we were out at nighttime. My Canon and I loved shooting at night and in all kinds of low-light situations. My X-T1 would fight with me at night, we weren’t getting along at all. I suddenly realized the mistake I had made. This fairy tale was over. I screwed up. I missed my Canon.
Luckily, once I got home, my Canon was still there for me, working just as good as ever. I’ve leaving my X-T1 behind. Although we had some great times, I’m sure my X-T1 will be happier with someone else.”