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Senin, 06 Juni 2016

Photography Improvised macro lens mould study

I got another lens from a junk bin in a camera store.

This one is a canon f 1.4, 35-80mm zoom.

It has an auto focus motor that makes a sound a bit like you might hear if you put a blender in a blender, but the auto focus still works.

The bits that dont work so well, are the lenses.






The problem is mould inside the lens.

Not uprising for a 500 Yen lens sitting in the junk bin of a camera store in the country that invented humidity.


Thats a ridiculously close up shot of the mould.

Ridiculously close up.





I dont have any way of doing macro shots with my new camera, so I had to improvise.

I took the shot of the mould with this home made bit of kit.

The blue lens cloth is there to keep the light out of the improvised macro lens, because the small length of toilet roll acting as an extension tube  isnt light tight.

The lens attached (thats a generous description) to the camera is actually on backwards, and is resting against the other end of the toilet roll tube.

The lens resting on the red kitchen scrubber is the new one with the mould garden inside.



The torch is a torch.

The torch is there because the cameras lens has the aperture set as small as it will go (f36) to try to get at least some of the mould in focus.

I didnt really achieve that.

The exposures were around 30 seconds long (many minutes without the torch), and other people were working in the house at the time. My desk is a wobbly kitchen table top heavy with old CRT computer monitors, and all the other junk I like to keep at hand. As as a result it amplifies any movement from people, traffic, and the fridge and freezer compressors.

If you put a glass of water on a desk like mine and look at the reflection, you will see the reflected image dance all over the place. Normally it isnt a problem, because the camera and lens would both move at the same time, but with this contraption, there was nothing of substance connecting the lens and the camera.

Tricky.

Anyway...

The lens has mould in it.

The image on the left was taken with the canon 18-55mm lens that came with the camera.

The image on the right is taken with the mouldy 35-80mm lens.

The camera was set to the same settings for both shots.



Mould is not a friend of the lens.

The point of all this, is to point out that I wont be taking an angle grinder to my lens in some future post  without reason.

Actually Ill try to open it up and clean it, but there is a fair chance its bits of glass are coated in a very delicate plastic coating, called coating. If thats the case the mould may have become a permanent fixture by etching its way into the coated bits.

The mould appears to be on only one element, so I might be able to salvage some other bits and make a proper, mould-free macro lens.



120 Things in 20 years warns that when I say "proper" I mean the improvised macro lens might employ slightly fewer toilet paper tubes, and where they are unavoidable, they might be made a bit less wobbly and light leaky.
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Rabu, 01 Juni 2016

Uri Oliver Vaughn

Seriously I had nothing better to call this blog so I gave it an actual name. I just Googled cool names and randomly picked three.

Anyway, this blog is about yesterday and this morning up until now.

So yesterday was the hardest day ever...in a long time. I had trouble getting out of bed. Just didnt really have a drive. I havent been very me-ish lately...so I hope everyone forgives me for that.

I tried to make coffee but the coffee maker had odd smoke coming out of it. OK well I was warming up old coffee from like last week to use in conditioner (which adds shine) but my coffee maker looked like it was going to blow up.

Four hours after I attempted to get out of bed, I finally got to my bus stop to go to school where I was going to finally finish my English work due. Some lady asked for the time so I told her. Big whoop right? Well then she decided to tell me her life story. Her name is Teresa and shes an alcoholic. She went to jail for drinking and just got out on parole but started drinking again.

So Im stuck talking to an alcoholic till my next bus comes. FML?

I made the mistake of telling her how I understand that getting into rehab is hard (after all I know someone that tried but didnt get in till she ended up in the hospital) and then Teresa went on and on and on blabbling drunken words...when finally my bus came. WIN

What got to me is it took her to relapse before she saw she needed help. For those of you that didnt know where my original screen name (sober drunkenness but spelled differently) came from, its from that. It was originally drunken sober but apparently at the time someone had that ID on Yahoo. Anyway it came from people like Teresa. People that become intoxicated but finally figure out what they need to do all along. Its almost like theyre blinded while sober and fail to see things how they are but see what a mess they have become once they are intoxicated again (which usually helps them stop) and thus, having drank themselves sober.

so now ya know.

Anyway while on the bus, Thim calls and says we besta hit up the library for some junk.

Just as a not-so-side note, I figured out our problem.

So we were on our way to Arcade library (which I thought was Del Paso) to drop off books. That was cleared up and I now know that one as Arcade (or Arden Arcade) library.

Now Thim called Hagginwood, Del Paso, but is for sure not Del Paso. Hagginwood (also known as North Sacramento) is on Del Paso Ave but Del Paso library is on Grand Ave. Its the whole Sacramento being theoretically correct.

ANYWAYS

Thim, Alyssa, and I went to Hagginwood library (on Del Paso Ave) to go to an anti valentines day party (or something like that) lol. It wasnt big. It pretty much consisted of me, Thim, Alyssa, a gal that worked there, and a guy named Daniel. We played brawl and did Bingo where everyone won but Alyssa which was lame on her part. Then we had a piƱata that was shaped like a heart. I was oldest so I struck first...however I hit it hard enough to destroy it in one hit. LAME.

Then I went home where I ate a crap load of junk food. Man I really need to cut back. But, I was hungry and it was the first thing I saw unfortunately.

And so now it brings us to Friday (today yay I guess maybe) and me being at grandmas. Well I was sleepy and wanted a blanket but when I went to open the door, the knob just kept turning. WTF I was locked in!!! I tried a number of things. Finally I found an old safety pin which had a mickey mouse head (most of the ink used to create the head rubbed off from it being from the 90s...yup) and opened it up to help prop the door opened

FREEDOM

but now Im not even tired anymore...how lame.

And my newest addition which JUST happened, the discovery of the most ironic computer name since windows.

Freedom.

From the website, Freedom is an application that disables networking on an Apple computer for up to eight hours at a time. Freedom will free you from the distractions of the internet, allowing you time to code, write, or create.

...what...

as far as the windows bit...I meant their whole saying "windows, life without walls" but how can you have windows without walls? I mean without walls you just have glass.
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