Ah, yes...
The irresistible attraction of the photographic machine, the light tight box that captures beauty and emits raw industrial sexuality.
Cool metal, warm wood, fetish leather and sometimes even the softly curved plastic enclose the magical mystery of picture taking, the devouring of reality, the capture of souls
The desire, the need to capture, to own, to possess the image of a true object of desire, be it another human, a situation, a landscape, a building, the beautiful shape of a provocatively shape fruit or the elegant lines of a loftily flower.
The tool of a visual thief, a shameless piping tom, the perverse criminal of the art world.
But what makes the physical object of the camera to exhibit sexuality, what makes the machine become the object of desire?
Is it the cool metal?
The chilly feel of it when fingers run along the exposed naked metallic parts?
The elegance of exhibitionist chrome or the stealthy perversion of black paint?
Maybe it is the warmth of the wood of a LF camera, a material rarely used for a hard working tool, a material both aristocratic and humble.
It must be the leather then which sheer brutality took it from a living creature to lend its sensual texture and lines to an inanimate object.
I can speak thus of my Hasselblad.
Chrome, black leatherette and shapes of a classical era, disconnecting the object from modern times and filling the beholder with an irresistible deliciously romantic feeling.
At the same time, the bulky metallic cube look with all its weight demand respect and awe an object of such seriousness and concentration.
The hlouts! of its mirror, a sound both wet and dry, a loud and hard, soft and elegant sound that shocks the model and arouses the attention.
I am not sure
But it seems that people like my Hasselblad. They respect it. The marvel at it. They desire it. Just because of its looks. Its sheer sexual appeal.
I like my Hasselblad. I like to hold it, run my fingers around its curves, operate its mechanism, load the film, click the shutter, its picture taking button, one of five only buttons.
Oh, yes, girls dig my Hassy too
Yes, my Hasselblad its definitely sexy.
Too bad I cant display it as casually as a sports car and carry it like a jewellery.
But I also consider other cameras sexy as well. TLRs, especially Rolleiflexes, 35mm RFs like Leicas and Carl Zeiss, MF Folders, especially the older ones and of course 4x5 field cameras either made of wood or metal.
SLRs arent that sexy unfortunately because of their popularity among amateurs and boring professionals.
Digitals? Well, maybe some tiny compacts, if you think small and cute accessories are sexy that is
So, what cameras do you consider sexy? Can you say why?
The irresistible attraction of the photographic machine, the light tight box that captures beauty and emits raw industrial sexuality.
Cool metal, warm wood, fetish leather and sometimes even the softly curved plastic enclose the magical mystery of picture taking, the devouring of reality, the capture of souls
The desire, the need to capture, to own, to possess the image of a true object of desire, be it another human, a situation, a landscape, a building, the beautiful shape of a provocatively shape fruit or the elegant lines of a loftily flower.
The tool of a visual thief, a shameless piping tom, the perverse criminal of the art world.
But what makes the physical object of the camera to exhibit sexuality, what makes the machine become the object of desire?
Is it the cool metal?
The chilly feel of it when fingers run along the exposed naked metallic parts?
The elegance of exhibitionist chrome or the stealthy perversion of black paint?
Maybe it is the warmth of the wood of a LF camera, a material rarely used for a hard working tool, a material both aristocratic and humble.
It must be the leather then which sheer brutality took it from a living creature to lend its sensual texture and lines to an inanimate object.
I can speak thus of my Hasselblad.
Chrome, black leatherette and shapes of a classical era, disconnecting the object from modern times and filling the beholder with an irresistible deliciously romantic feeling.
At the same time, the bulky metallic cube look with all its weight demand respect and awe an object of such seriousness and concentration.
The hlouts! of its mirror, a sound both wet and dry, a loud and hard, soft and elegant sound that shocks the model and arouses the attention.
I am not sure
But it seems that people like my Hasselblad. They respect it. The marvel at it. They desire it. Just because of its looks. Its sheer sexual appeal.
I like my Hasselblad. I like to hold it, run my fingers around its curves, operate its mechanism, load the film, click the shutter, its picture taking button, one of five only buttons.
Oh, yes, girls dig my Hassy too
Yes, my Hasselblad its definitely sexy.
Too bad I cant display it as casually as a sports car and carry it like a jewellery.
But I also consider other cameras sexy as well. TLRs, especially Rolleiflexes, 35mm RFs like Leicas and Carl Zeiss, MF Folders, especially the older ones and of course 4x5 field cameras either made of wood or metal.
SLRs arent that sexy unfortunately because of their popularity among amateurs and boring professionals.
Digitals? Well, maybe some tiny compacts, if you think small and cute accessories are sexy that is
So, what cameras do you consider sexy? Can you say why?
