Yesterday my friend, Patti, and I went on our annual outing to the Mid-Atlantic Quilt Show. As always, the talent of these fiber artists overwhelmed me. I will include a few of my favorites in this post, and include a link where you can view the gallery of my favorites. Once I tell you the story of taking these pictures, you will enjoy them all the more.
Every year I go to this show, and every year I talk endlessly about the quilts. But I never seem to remember to take a camera to take pictures. I’ve always had my phone with me, but duh, it never occurred to me to take pictures with it at the show. And yes, I DO know how to take pictures with it. A digital camera? Not so much. I’ve told you all before that I am extremely technologically impaired. And I’ve told you that I never worry too much about it because Dirt Man always has me covered.
Every year, Patti graciously offers to drive because she knows about my interstate driving phobia, and she probably values her life too much to rest it in my hands! Anyway, I got my back pack ready. We decided to pack our lunches this year so we wouldn’t have to wait in the lines. Check. Lots of water, check. Cash, check. Drivers license (you know in case Patti’s driving sucks as bad as mine and my body needs to be ID’d), check. Debit card (in case I don’t have enough cash for my wants/needs/desires), check. Credit card (in case of an extremely expensive desire), check. Tylenol (because I’ve had a headache for two days), check. Cell phone, check. Digital camera, check. Note pad and pen (you never know!), check. All was in order and ready to go.
I decided to wear my TOMS instead of my good New Balance walking shoes. Made a great choice there. After four hours of walking, I didn’t have any back, leg, or feet pain which I usually do.
In preparation for this event, my son trained me in the use of his digital camera. I just get so confused with all those buttons and options. It is just information overload! Well, being a sweetie and knowing his mom is a dummy, he set the controls so that all I’d have to do is aim (see image in the viewer) and shoot (push the button). Simple right? Yeah, you’d think.
I must mention here that I took a picture at a vendor’s booth which every one was doing everywhere, and the woman nearly jumped down my throat. Actually, she wanted to LET ME KNOW that I needed to ask permission before doing that because some vendors would not be as nice. I offered to erase it, but she said it was fine, she was just letting me know so that someone else would not be angry at me. I was probably oversensitive as she continued explaining the etiquette of picture taking of vendors crafts and licenses and people copying them. I offered like four times to erase it, and she insisted I could keep it. It really didn’t matter because it was a deer that I wanted to show Dirt Man. It wasn’t something I was particularly crazy about.
Half way through the show, I ran out of memory. How the heck could I have gone through 2 GIGS? Well, I started deleting the not so important pics. The ones of Patti and I had to go. Heck, we can look at each other any time. Yep, the picture of the deer at the vendors booth got trashed. Every time I came to another quilt that I just had to have a picture of, I’d have to make a choice and delete a previous picture. I noticed that sometimes it beeped and sometimes it didn’t. I also noticed that the red Rec. light would come up, it hadn’t done that when my son showed me how to use it.
Well, I’m not intelligent enough to go back into the settings and figure it out because I didn’t want to mess it up. After all, I could look back and see each picture I took, and they looked pretty good.
When I got home, Dirt Man told me that there was absolutely no way I could have taken 2 GIGS. I tried to download the pictures from my card and my computer told me my card was empty. I knew that wasn’t possible because I could see the pictures on the camera. Either the camera or the computer just didn’t like me. Well, Dirt Man took over. Then, he had the nerve to demand why the heck I took all those videos instead of pictures. What the heck? I didn’t take any videos. Dang it, I took pictures! What I forgot to mention was that the night before Dirt Man insisted that he teach me how to take a video (which I counter insisted was no need as I had no intentions of doing so!) with the digital camera. So, Dirt Man had changed the setting and did NOT put it back to where my son had set it.
So, I had taken 2 GIGs of video and not a single picture. I was po’d to say the least. I wanted to take my laptop and beat Dirt Man over the head with it because he knew he should never have tried to teach me something I wasn’t going to do, and he should have known I would never look at the settings. Heck, our son knew me well enough to set it for me to not have to do ANYTHING but click! Then he had the nerve to shift the blame on me for not checking the settings. Dirt Man was quickly becoming Dirt Bag in my book. Fortunately, he is extremely technologically savvy. He was able to go into my videos and capture the still images that I thought were snapshots. Thus the day and our marriage was saved!
Here is link for a gallery I created of my favorite quilts. http://cid-190d6822c9b2db09.skydrive.live.com/browse.aspx/Quilting%20Show%20%5E5Public%5E6?view=thumbs&uc=3 Who am I kidding? You know darn well I didn’t create this album! Dirt Man did it for me.
At least, these are the pictures I was able to take until I ran out of memory. Enjoy!