lushd
Donald
reagan
hey, they're only Zorkis
"... with Jupiter SP 6"? Please enlighten. I assume that's another name for the Jupiter.8... heh? Donald, feel free to share any FSU nostalgia you can come up with. Interesting stuff to me.
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"Whitby's Prices"
Orion 15 ~ £21
Jupiter 12 ~ £21
Zorki.4 w/Jupiter ~ £22 (arghhh! guess they've always had the value of being a rear lens cap for a Jupiter... Ha!)
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"Whitby's Prices"
Orion 15 ~ £21
Jupiter 12 ~ £21
Zorki.4 w/Jupiter ~ £22 (arghhh! guess they've always had the value of being a rear lens cap for a Jupiter... Ha!)
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lushd
Donald
Hi - the six is the six elements, isn't it? The SP has me puzzled. In 1968, £22 was a reasonable sum of money. My brother Alan was earning £8 per week in a pea canning factory at the time but the point is a good one. Even now on Ebay, a lens on its own (other than 50mm) sometimes has a higher price than a a Zorki body with lens.
Don't have much more stuff alas - these were from an old AP picked up at a camera fair.
Don't have much more stuff alas - these were from an old AP picked up at a camera fair.
Jocko
Off With The Pixies
In 1986, as I excitedly awaited my first SLR, I sent for the TOE catalogue.
This small glossy pamphlet proved deeply disturbing: It introduced the Zenit family, beside whom the Mansons were really quite normal.
Daddy Zenit, a burly man in a paternal sweater, was outspoken in praise of the Zenit 12XP. Yet friction loomed on the generation front: His eager - if curiously middle-aged - son was equally besotted with the Zenit 11. Grandpa’s fading faculties were touchingly apparent in his fervent advocacy of the Lubitel 166, whilst the comfortingly solid daughter of the house believed her Cosmic Symbol the last word in chic.
Mum - whom from what I recall, restricted her photography to babies and bunnies - found the Zenit 35F ideal. It was strongly implied that this horrible camera was especially intended for ladies and dolts.
I feel the Zenits still abide in the pebbledashed maze of the north London suburbs, their curtains drawn and floors bestrewn with yellowing copies of Soviet Weekly, the last of the Orwochome thawing in the fridge. Thus fades the human flotsam of empire. Sic transit gloria Krasnogorsk
Ian
This small glossy pamphlet proved deeply disturbing: It introduced the Zenit family, beside whom the Mansons were really quite normal.
Daddy Zenit, a burly man in a paternal sweater, was outspoken in praise of the Zenit 12XP. Yet friction loomed on the generation front: His eager - if curiously middle-aged - son was equally besotted with the Zenit 11. Grandpa’s fading faculties were touchingly apparent in his fervent advocacy of the Lubitel 166, whilst the comfortingly solid daughter of the house believed her Cosmic Symbol the last word in chic.
Mum - whom from what I recall, restricted her photography to babies and bunnies - found the Zenit 35F ideal. It was strongly implied that this horrible camera was especially intended for ladies and dolts.
I feel the Zenits still abide in the pebbledashed maze of the north London suburbs, their curtains drawn and floors bestrewn with yellowing copies of Soviet Weekly, the last of the Orwochome thawing in the fridge. Thus fades the human flotsam of empire. Sic transit gloria Krasnogorsk
Ian
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lushd
Donald
My Aunt Dorothy, who is a passionate gardener, bought a Cosmic Symbol to take pictures of her work in the late 1970s. She got some really nice slides, too.
I think I used to live near the Zenit family - they played opera loudly at night and ate a lot of fancy pastries.
I think I used to live near the Zenit family - they played opera loudly at night and ate a lot of fancy pastries.