Cats, the victims of amateur photographers.

Ever since I got my camera, I've been itching to visit a zoo. I've always found zoos to be full of potential photography material. Be it people, sights or the animals themselves, there's always something to be found and captured on ye olde camera. I'd visit a different zoo every other day if I could, if only for the pictures.

Unfortunately, with a tight budget, I can't afford to go to the zoo that often. So instead, my cat suffers. Dearly. I'm sure she's tired of the flashes in her face by now, but since she's my only pet right now I'm afraid her suffering will not end any time soon. Plus I think she's just too damn pretty not to be my test subject.



Also, my macro lens arrived! Again, thanks so much to my dad. The bad news is that I seem to be complete rubbish at using it. I've been trying to read up on how to do macro photography, but my lack of a steady hands seems to be ruining most of my efforts. Might be time to invest in a tripod after all. Most of my troubles stem from the fact that I'm so used to inching riiight up to my subject, while my new lens doesn't allow this without losing focus. Weening myself off of autofocus is proving to be hard as well. I've been so spoiled with my automatically crisp pictures.




Anyway, I'll learn eventually. If anyone's got any tips for me, I'm completely open to them. We've all got to start somewhere, and hopefully I'll manage to take my camera somewhere more interesting than my own living room soon.


(see? No spiders at all!)