Stuff. We accumulate it over the years and it comes and goes. Some stuff we use a lot and other stuff we forget and some of that stuff evokes feelings and memories. In the age of consumerism and throw away gadgets, electronic items are bought, used and upgraded and the cycle is never ending. When I bought my first DSLR in December 2006, I deliberated for months on what camera to buy and finally settled on the Pentax K10D. Everything I know about photography I learnt on that camera. I bought a bunch of m42 lenses, switched to manual mode and learnt the harder way. I can’t put it any other way but to say thew K10D was and still is a great fucking camera and hands down blew the competition away.
But since 2011 sometime, the electronics that control the aperture died and it costs about $500 to repair. I’ve since upgraded to the K-r and then the K-5 and I have no real use of the K10D. None the less, it’s a great fucking camera. So tomorrow I will be selling it for $150 to a guy I don’t know to fund the Sigma 30mm 1.4 I just bought. It’s not the actual camera itself that I’ll miss, it’s just plastic and metal but it’s the memories of the photos that we took together that I’ll remember and the skills I learnt in the process. So old girl, fare well and enjoy your new student. You were a noisy bitch but tough as a bare knuckled boxer. Sayonara.
EDIT: The person who bought the camera was ace and I feel pretty confident my old flame will be well looked after.