My first DSLR camera body was a Canon EOS Rebel T3. With a “whopping” 12.2 megapixel CMOS sensor, this is where I got my start with photography (megapixels don’t mean a whole lot). I had the choice between the Rebel T3 and a comparable Nikon model, I stuck with the Canon and have ever since. Nikon’s don’t feel comfortable in my hands.
The reason I wanted a DSLR of my own was from recently taking photography classes in high school. We were allowed to check out Nikon DSLR’s which I did as much as I can. While this wasn’t my first encounter with photography itself, this sealed the deal for me. I was suddenly very interested in creating with a camera whenever I could.
Here comes Christmas 2013, my only gift that year was this Rebel T3. Rightfully so, as the bundle it was in costed $500. My parents only allowed for a $500 limit.
Little did I know this would be one of the most important gifts I would ever get.
By the time I got my hands on this wonderful piece of tech, there were already new editions in the Rebel EOS line that surpassed this one in performance. None of that mattered to me anyways, I was glad to have a real camera.
This came in a B&H Photo bundle with a standard 18-55mm kit lens, a pretty common beginners’ lens, which I sold a couple of years ago. Kit lenses are great for beginners but I “outgrew” it and began to see all the limitations. Plus, they’re practically worth nothing as they are mass produced for almost every entry-level camera. Also included was a small Ruggard sling bag which fit all the gear.
After photographing myself in the mirror, the family dog, and household objects for a week. It was about time and I was itching to get out of the house into the freezing cold to take pictures.
Here comes New Years Eve, and my first venue of choice was Rotary Park, a fairly large and popular spot a few minutes away from my house. I bundled up in layers of clothes and biked down there on an overcast and chilly day. Just about no one was in sight.
Shooting the whole day in full automatic mode and saving as .jpgs, I walked around the various trails in awe, pointing the camera at anything that caught my eye (no wildlife if I remember, this was before I had patience.)
The trails are rather muddy yet that didn’t stop me, this day was like I never skipped a beat from high school photography class. The muscle-memory of point-click-review that digital photography holds became ingrained through brain.
A Lesson Learned
Due to a memory card failure a couple of years ago (that was totally my fault – back up all of your data!!) I no longer have those first batch of photos or some of my other earliest non-nature related work.
I can assure you they were nothing to be proud of, if anything they showed how far I’ve progressed in the past few years.
Everyone Started With Something
What was your first camera? Do you still own or use it? Any fond memories with it? Do you remember or still have the first picture you took with it?
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