Honus
carpe diem
I have always been partial to wide angle lenses. Not too wide, mind you, but wider than normal. A 35mm or 28mm has always been my sweet spot. When I bought my IIIc, the first lens I acquired was a 35mm Skopar and a finder. When I bought my M2, I purchased my 'dream lens', the 35mm 4th ver. Summicron. I was in heaven.
I liked the qualities of my 35 'cron so much that I decided I should try to find a 50 that matched. Well, lo and behold, a well-respected member of LUG offered a mint 50mm tabbed Summicron and I bought it. I have always liked 50's for indoor and portraiture. Outside and on the street, however, was always the domain of the wides.
Then comes the RFF HCB contest. Although I don't need a new Zeiss Ikon (like I didn't NEED an M2, I just had to have one), I thought I would spend some time with my new 50 outside. I figured a month or so with a 50 wouldn't kill me.
Well, the first couple of rolls were painful. The 50 seemed so constraining. But, the qualities of the lens (sharpness, contrast, bokeh) were such that I continued. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, the field of view of the 50 became very comfortable. Looking at some of my negatives, I could swear that they were taken with a 35, but I know that they were taken with a 50. I was hooked.
Now, I can't take the 50 off of my camera. I almost have to force myself to mount a 35. What has happened to me? I have other 50's (LTM collapsible Summicron, Jupiter 8) and have enjoyed them, but they never threatened to become my standard lens.
So my question is this:
1) Do I have an incurable disease,
2) Is this just a phase (kind of like puberty),
3) Will I laugh at my angst once March 31st has passed, OR
4) Have I, in some bizarre metaphysical translation, become Frank?
Robert
I liked the qualities of my 35 'cron so much that I decided I should try to find a 50 that matched. Well, lo and behold, a well-respected member of LUG offered a mint 50mm tabbed Summicron and I bought it. I have always liked 50's for indoor and portraiture. Outside and on the street, however, was always the domain of the wides.
Then comes the RFF HCB contest. Although I don't need a new Zeiss Ikon (like I didn't NEED an M2, I just had to have one), I thought I would spend some time with my new 50 outside. I figured a month or so with a 50 wouldn't kill me.
Well, the first couple of rolls were painful. The 50 seemed so constraining. But, the qualities of the lens (sharpness, contrast, bokeh) were such that I continued. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, the field of view of the 50 became very comfortable. Looking at some of my negatives, I could swear that they were taken with a 35, but I know that they were taken with a 50. I was hooked.
Now, I can't take the 50 off of my camera. I almost have to force myself to mount a 35. What has happened to me? I have other 50's (LTM collapsible Summicron, Jupiter 8) and have enjoyed them, but they never threatened to become my standard lens.
So my question is this:
1) Do I have an incurable disease,
2) Is this just a phase (kind of like puberty),
3) Will I laugh at my angst once March 31st has passed, OR
4) Have I, in some bizarre metaphysical translation, become Frank?
Robert