My first camera, as I think I told you, was a Canon PowerShot a510. My dad bought it for me when I was fourteen, and I thought it was the best. I probably took 10,000 shots on it, mostly duds. I documented one of my brother's weddings, my nephew's day of being born, thousands of him through his little years, crawling, standing, sleeping, eating spaghetti, etc. I took it to France and shot the Eiffel tower. I took it on my senior high school trip to Boston, MA, and it documented the first Polar Bear Club I participated in, three years ago.
My second camera isn't really mine. It's actually on a long-term loan from my father. It's his camera, but he generously let me borrow it. It's another Canon. It's a PowerShot a540. The thing I really like about this camera as opposed to my other PowerShot is the fact that it does color swap and color accent.
Then my third camera is a Canon EOS Rebel t3. I fondly call it "The Rebel." When I talk about true love, I talk about this camera and I. I haven't taken it overseas, YET. This summer I am going on an escapade over to Ireland, Scotland, and England, and this baby is sure going to be slung around my neck. I am going to embrace the stereotypical tourist cliche, to the MAX. You'll be seeing lots and lots of colorful pics, I hope.
And then we have my phone camera. It's an Atrix, and it takes pretty decent pictures. In fact, that's one of the major reasons why I picked this phone. I've showcased a few of it's pictures here on the blog in the past.
So there you have it. My cameras through the years.
And then we have this little guy....
They say there are Nikon people and Canon people. Though I have picked up my brother's (super nice) Nikon, I think I would definitely peg myself a die-hard Canon person.
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