Saturday, February 19, 2011


I brought the broken camera to the car park to do a kind of rickety cycling exploration. Twas there the camera met its end, when I deftly dropped it from my torn coat pocket. It no longer takes photos or videos, but there are signs of life, so hopefully this is not the end...

I nearly tumbled off the bike at least three times while doing this.

The noise at the start is the sound of someone using, I think, a chainsaw in the estate beside the car park. It seemed pretty apt.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Broken Camera Scene

One of the perks of working in a camera shop is that occasionally a person will drop in a camera to be recycled. Normally the cameras are broken beyond (reasonably priced) repair, and won't even switch on. But sometimes the camera will switch on, and its "issues" become highly erratic quirks that are completely encouraged if you love a good bit of broken equipment that doesn't do quite what it's supposed to.