The day this photograph was taken, my camera had an accident. It was the end of November 2008, and the first day I was out shooting, the first trip which Pure Magic did to Brazil. Sometimes it seems like yesterday; when I look at the numbers, it’s bloody ages ago.
Anyway, this was taken fairly shortly before the camera went error 99. Either I got water into it causing the error 99, or opening the camera to try and fix the error 99 caused water damage. Net result, one camera, very, very unusable. It was a 40D.
I wound up borrowing someone else’s camera for the rest of the trip and it was really hard – I’m not supposed to admit that – but enough of the controls were different that certain things were non-intuitive and certain things just didn’t work that well for me, plus the picture imports were set up differently which caused me grief with filenames. When I think about that trip, I often just think about the photographs I didn’t get. It was particularly hard because there were more than a few stand out photographs on the first day. I’ve always liked this one; at the moment though I think it’s probably my favourite from that day. I’m not absolutely certain why although I think the colours have a lot to do with it. It’s not a great kitesurfing photograph; it’s far too close-up, there’s very little context. But I like the level of detail you can pick out; while they are all very soft, the water droplets which give a lot of evidence of motion. I’m pretty sure that there was a 50mm lens on the front of the camera.
Another picture, from further up the coast – I think it might have been taken near Lagoinha – which I like is this one.
I’m inclined to wonder – bearing in mind what has happened with other older photographs, whether it would be worth taking out the Brazil files again and having a look to see if there were things I missed at the time, or photographs I would deal with differently now, looking at them through different eyes.
I’m taking very few photographs at the moment; couldn’t even tell you the last time I took out the camera, and in any case, I need to replace one of the midzooms as it finally gave up the ghost in the face of its life by the sea.
I still sport a 40D. I bought a replacement six months after this trip. At the time, being without a camera was fairly, fairly hard for me. It surprises me now, however, how little I have been using them. I think in part it’s because a couple of years ago, I reached the zenith of what I wanted to do with kites with some wide angle stuff in Sutton in Dublin, and wanted, or needed to do something different for a while and could not find out what that was. I’ve a feeling now that the different thing I want to go to; or go back to, is travel photography.
I’m minded – unusually – to go back to Brazil. Not necessarily to kitesurf (although I did, when I was there last), but just to carry my camera around and see how I get on. I need to think about it…and maybe dream a little.