Category Archives: Photography

Desperation at Nikon

Shameless revenue grab.

Time to hire the investment bankers at Nikon and sell the parts while they have some value left:


Gimme the money. Click the image for the story.

There is no comparison with like action by Apple. An iPhone with its intricate weather sealing and complex internals is not something for the local butcher to fix and, last I checked, Apple was not going out of business. Also, unlike Nikon, their 80 million iPhones sold annually do not arrive faulty or with serious design flaws. Quick, how many iPhone recalls do you remember?

Nikon is failing owing to Apple’s superb iPhone cameras, made by Sony, with Cupertino brains. That’s why they are making this pathetic revenue grab. Amusingly, the picture in the linked article testifies to Nikon’s incompetence – the stripped camera is being handled with bare, greasy fingers.

It has long been Nikon’s policy to refuse repair at the factory places for ‘grey’ market imports – the sort of thing companies like B&H was offloading in boatloads when they were not allegedly cheating on sales taxes. Now you will not be able to get your Nikon fixed anywhere but at Nikon. So when your $5,000 D6 ‘professional’ behemoth fails, get in line or do as Jaguar owners of yore did. Buy two. One for use, the other in the repair shop.

A dirt cheap eReader

Kindle Fire 7.


The magnetic charger adapter – circled – protrudes very little.

I had yet another Kindle reader fail the other day. The previous two (Paperwhites) were rendered useless by trashed MicroUSB sockets, the latest, a costly Voyage (still sporting that awful MicroUSB connector), decided to go nuts and the screen started delivering crazed images.

So I thought I might try an iPad Mini until, that is, I saw the price. $400. Are you crazy, Apple? Never discounted, it’s over $100 more than a base full size iPad. No thanks.

I was reluctant to go with another Paperwhite owing to the fragile USB socket when I chanced upon a clever solution in the guise of a magnetic MicroUSB adapter. Costing all of $7, the small, chrome end piece goes in the Kindle’s socket and thereafter the cable is attached magnetically for charging. Elegant and inexpensive, you will never need to trouble that fragile connector again.

Then, by chance, I spotted that the base LED Kindle, the Fire 7, was selling for $30. Thirty dollars! At that rate I can replace it annually for a decade and I’m still way ahead of the cost of an iPad. And as my sole use for the device is as an eReader, paying up for lots of added functionality is money wasted. Sure the Fire 7 is replete with Amazonia, ads for this and that, direct links to the shopping site, and on and on. But, hey, one swipe and you are in the Kindle reader app. I downloaded free Wikipedia and Dictionary apps and that’s it. You really do not want to trust your contacts, calendars and so on to a device which runs a (modified) version of the Android OS, a system designed with thieves and hackers in mind, and not in a good way.

The LCD screen, which is perfectly adequate for reading all day long, means that you cannot read in direct, bright sun, but I can confirm that with the brightness cranked up to 80% I get a solid 7 hours of reading time. That’s barely adequate for a cross country flight, but the iPhone can always fill in for the last hour while the bus driver at the controls tries to find the landing strip and the cabin waitresses regale you with offers of free miles. What sort of masochist would want more time on an American flying cattle car?

Weight? 10 ounces, same as the iPad Mini, compared with 7 ounces for the Kindle Paperwhite.

And yes, you can comfortably hold the Fire 7 in one hand above your head lying on the sofa, a key requirement for this reader.

The Fire 7 comes with modest storage, netting to 10GB once the OS and apps are installed. This is more than adequate for ereading with each loaded book consuming 1-3 MB. That’s thousands of books and there’s no need to have them all loaded at one time. If more storage is needed, simply install an inexpensive MicroSD card in the provided slot. Up to 512 GB can be installed, with a quality 32GB card running Under $10.

Fixing MicroUSB

Maybe the worst connector out there.

You can find MicroUSB connectors in many devices, including digital cameras and Kindles.

My last three Kindles all failed after about a year of use. One developed a crazed screen and the other two ceased to be chargeable when their MicroUSB sockets failed. The part is not replaceable so the whole Kindle migrates from Paperwhite to paper weight.

The Micro USB connector is flimsy, very small and directional. Try and insert it the wrong way and damage results for the ham handed. Plugs rarely show any distinguishing marks and I have taken to painting a white dot on the top to avoid the daily struggle.

Now along comes a gadget which replaces the female (device end) MicroUSB socket with a magnetized adapter which remains in place, protruding a few millimeters. It even has an orientation LED.


Beating the awful MicroUSB socket.

Mine came from Amazon for under $10.

While there’s a green LED to indicate power is being supplied, it’s on one side of the connector only. You can connect the cable either way around and it will charge the Kindle properly. Nice.

Happy Thanksgiving

The greatest American feast and the great man who made it possible.

This article first appeared here on November 23, 2006.

For an index of articles on art illustrators, click here.

Today’s journal entry is only peripherally about photography, as I am busy cooking. It is, however, intended as a reminder why any ambitious person should consider coming to America to improve himself and his lot in life. It still matters little in the United States who your father was, how you speak and what size, religion or color you are. Hunger enough and you will be rewarded. You don’t even need ability. Just the desire to work hard.

When I emigrated from Britain to the United States on November 16, 1977, I had no idea of the existence of the great feast of Thanksgiving. Why should I? Poor old England, having won the war and lost the peace, was mired in repressive socialist politics where everyone, starting with schoolchildren, was being reduced to the level of the laziest. Thus the citizens of the British Empire had little to give thanks for. Not having benefitted economically from my fine British education, I did not arrive with just the money in my pocket. Rather, I arrived $4,000 in debt – half from my employer, the other half from my sister in Seattle, who had the vision to come here some years before me. The only hard assets I had in this world were my Leica M3 with 35mm, 50mm and 90mm lenses and two shabby polyester business suits bought at C&A in London. The Leica would last me another thirty years. The suits quickly moved on.

Five days later I found myself a guest of an American family which, with traditional hospitality, had invited this funny sounding immigrant to their Thanksgiving meal. I can never forget this act of warmth and welcome, nor the truly wonderful selection of food loaded on a table whose legs must have been groaning under the weight. This was America as I had always pictured it – the family home, warmth, conviviality, joie de vivre, everyone healthy and rosy cheeked and food a plenty. No wonder that Thanksgiving remains one of my favorite American holidays, for it was my introduction to the best in American values. To this day, few occasions give me greater pleasure than cooking a bird of choice for the feast that follows.

Years later I got to know the art of Norman Rockwell and he captures the sense of this great occasion better than anyone. No photograph can improve on this. Four generations gather to enjoy the feast to come. The sun is shining. Everyone is smiling. All is right with the world.

Let me preface what follows with the statement that I am an apolitical animal, believing solely in an economic system which allows individuals to be rewarded for their efforts and which keeps entitlements and government to a minimum. At the same time, such system has to be imbued with a strong dose of humanitarianism to protect the poor and unfortunate. That’s simple decency. The picayune distinctions in America between Democrats and Republicans, and their rabid hordes of followers looking for a benefit for no cost, are simply of zero interest to me.

Sad, then, to contemplate a Thanksgiving where I can no longer say with joy that I am sharing my lot on this earth with the giant who was Milton Friedman, who passed away a week ago. People speak of him as a great economist, but he was much more than that. He was a great humanist, having by the sheer power of his intellect created more wealth in twentieth century America than all her industrialists combined. Consider just some of his achievements.

  • The ending of the draft.
  • The abolition of the gold standard.
  • Proof positive that Government monetary policy caused inflation.
  • The commitment to free immigration.
  • The support of school vouchers to remedy the crime that is American public education.

This was a man for the ages.

I had the great pleasure of meeting him at the invitation of my friend Art Laffer, in 2002 on his 90th birthday, at a presentation he gave at the Ritz in San Francisco. It was, interestingly, the first time I saw a journalist use a digital camera – I recall with some fascination noting how he inspected the little screen on the back of his camera to check the picture from time to time. Friedman was, his 5 foot 2 inch stature notwithstanding, a giant, with an electric personality. A sharp wit and great charm. His teaching inspired two great students – Reagan and Thatcher – to fix the messes they had both inherited. Milton Friedman’s school drew no geographical boundaries in its admission of pupils. And tuition was free. Indeed, the president of the newly free republic of Estonia, when asked why he had imposed a low rate flat tax on his nation shortly after it gained freedom from its Russian opressor, replied that the only book on economics he had ever read was Milton Friedman’s “Free to Choose”. It hardly need be added that Estonia is booming.

So while I rue this Thanksgiving, the first where Milton Friedman is not among us, I rejoice in the knowledge that even now he is teaching our maker why freedom is the only policy for those in charge to pursue. Friedman once famously remarked:

“A society that puts equality – in the sense of equality of outcome – ahead of freedom will end up with neither equality or freedom. The use of force to achieve equality will destroy freedom. On the other hand, a society that puts freedom first will, as a happy by-product, end up with both greater freedom and greater equality. Freedom means diversity but also mobility. It preserves the opportunity for today’s less well off to become tomorrow’s rich, and in the process, enables almost everyone, from top to bottom, to enjoy a richer and fuller life.”

Amen to that, and Happy Thanksgiving.

Upcoming deaths

All change.

Here are some of the activities and businesses which will die with the oncoming tsunami of change powered by computational photography:

  • Professional wedding photographers – anyone can take a good wedding snap, and it only has a shelf life through the divorce date
  • Micro Four-Thirds cameras and lenses – they add nothing to iPhone 11 Pro quality at 4x the bulk and weight
  • Olympus – all their eggs in one basket …. and a handful of microscope sales and accounting fraud
  • Nikon – no diversification
  • Canon’s big gear division
  • Panasonic’s camera division – they managed to deliver a great FF body just as the format died. They should stick to TVs and washing machines
  • Pentax – no distinguishing product
  • APS-C – a ridiculous format which delivers the quality of MFT in the bulk of FF
  • All those silly-priced Zeiss lenses for full frame
  • The third rate garbage that goes by the moniker ‘Sigma lens’, an oxymoron if there ever was one
  • Most large format digital – silly priced, no quality advantage over big sensor digital bodies
  • Sony’s camera division. On the other hand their cell phone lens and sensor division will bloom
  • The last handful of reportage pros – everyone has a camera and the pro will never be in the right place at the right time
  • The mystique associated with ‘pro’ gear. It’s inferior in most practical aspects to the best cell phone cameras
  • DP Review – how many cell phone reviews can you do in a year?
  • All the other hardware sites for pixel peekers

Leica, however, will survive as there are always antiquarians with china cabinets to fill.

And it’s all because of this little part with 8.5 billion transistors in the area of two postage stamps, plus a team of very smart programmers:

And by the time Samsung has managed to steal all this proprietary technology, Apple will be on the A20. I provided an early peek inside Samsung’s design lab almost a decade ago.


iPhone 11 Pro fully loaded with case, credit card, DL, health insurance card and ATM card. Nikon? Not so much.