Evening shadows

[E-1 and a SMS Pentax-M 1:2 50mm]

 

Return of the E-1

 

An unscrupulous seller sold me a “mint” E-1 with a defective circuit board.  It took me a few days to figure out that there was something wrong but just what I didn’t know; so I sent it off to the Olympus Service Center where I learned that the repairs would cost $259.92.  Olympus gave me three choices: I could have it repaired, they could send it back to me unrepaired, or they could destroy it in an environmentally safe manner and give me a generous allowance on a refurbished camera of my choice.

Silly me, I took what seemed the most reasonable course and had it repaired.  When I got the service report and learned about the defective circuit board I thought the seller should pay for those repairs.  I had hard evidence that what he sold me was defective.  But he thought I should have jumped through eBay’s procedural hoops and returned the camera to him.  What he would have done with it, it seems, was irrelevant.  I should have made things easy for him.  I thought I was the aggrieved party, but he didn’t think so and eBay backed him up.   

I told him and later when it was escalated to the eBay resolution board (which I am sure has been outsourced to some third-world country) repeated, that since the seller had not sold me a mint-condition camera as his eBay description claimed, but instead had sold me a defective camera, he should pay for the repairs. 

No, no, he and his eBay resolution board cohort exclaimed.  There was no rule covering what I did; so the repairs must be on me.  The unscrupulous seller gets to keep his ill-gotten gains.  Crime paid and there was a sucker born every minute (moi among them!)

But enough of that.  I got the repaired E-1 returned to me yesterday and since the seller sold me a lens (a Sigma 18-125mm) at the same time I feared it too would be defective, but it appears to be okay. See for yourself:

A shot at 125mm of the Scientology Castle on the other side of the river:

Traffic at the river

 

Earlier someone passed us, and while you can’t tell it from this photo, the woman was traveling in the same direction we were.  Duffy went half way toward her but quickly ran back.

Meanwhile Ginger was watching people coming up behind us. Strangely, at some point they disappeared.  The paving of the river service road stops just ahead of Ginger.  We were going the opposite way and I would look back occasionally to see how fast they were moving, but they never came up onto the paved area, and I couldn’t see them going back the other way – another river mystery.

We see more ducks each time we pass this way

We don’t usually travel far on the service road, but when we make a great circle the service road is part of it.  In the rest of these we have abandoned the service road for our natural habitat:

Dark branches and "44 Inch Chest"

Someone implied that I needn't annotate my photos. He made that reference in regard to a driftwood sequence. Maybe he was right and yet it sometimes it seems important to add words to photos. Maybe a viewer will resent being told what to see, but that isn't my intention. My intention is to explain what I saw when I took the photos -- and why I took them.

I didn't annotate any of the photos I took today, but I'll make some comments about them now. When I took them I was drawn to their darkness, to the shadowy reaching of the branches. Only later did I notice that their darkness matched my mood. I have been enjoying everything I've been doing in regard to photography recently, but that has changed.

I wanted an E-1 that was going to live up to its reputation. The one I first bought looked as though it might not do that; so I gave it to my son -- along with enough lenses and other supporting equipment to keep his handyman interest. And I bid on and won an E-1 that the buyer declared to be in "mint" condition. But when I got it, I could only make it work in Manual mode. Autofocus only worked intermittently. No big deal, I thought, I'll send it off to the Olympus Service Center and get it tweaked. I gulped when they said they had a flat rate for the E-1 of $165.00 but sent them a check. They sent it back and said the repairs were more expensive. They would need $259.92. At that point I felt a line had been crossed. The camera represented as "mint" obviously wasn't if repairs were going to cost $259.92. In other words, it was going to cost $259.92 to put the camera in the condition the seller said it was in when he sold it to me.

The seller told me he is not going to pay the repair bill. He said I should have sent the camera back to him. I quoted from Bryan Peterson's Understanding Exposure in which he compares a modern digital camera to the cockpit of a 747. He, though an expert in photography, finds these cameras intimidating. As for me, I suspected I had something set wrong on the E-1 and kept trying to make it work properly. Finally I compared it to the other E-1, the one I was giving to my son, the one which did work properly. I changed all the settings on the new E-1 to match the old one. It still wouldn't work properly; so I sent it off to the Olympus Service Center. No, no, the seller later told me. I should have sent it back to him. But what would he have done with it, I wondered, since it wasn't a functioning camera? Would he have sold it to someone else? I can't think why else he would have wanted it back.

He said he couldn't afford to pay the $259.92 repair bill but if I had returned the camera and he had refunded my money he would have reimbursed me more than that. I paid $340.00 plus $30 shipping for this E-1 and a Sigma lens (which doesn't work that great either).

The seller says he is going to throw himself on the mercy of eBay, but I am pessimistic about the outcome. However, this isn't a major calamity and I'm sure to get over it in a few days, especially if Olympus returns the E-1 to me telling me it is now in mint condition. I shall try and forget that I paid twice as much for it as I should have and just enjoy it as it is. I read on Olympus forums how devoted Olympus users are to their E-1s. Perhaps one day I shall be in that category and utterly have forgotten the unpleasantness of this transaction.

In the meantime, I was drawn to the dark twisting, wringing and wrenching of the branches -- at least for today, and probably tomorrow, but we shall see.

I watched 44 Inch Chest last night. Ray Winstone plays Colin Diamond who has more reason for depression than the loss of $259.92. His wife has left him for a younger man, a waiter. His gangster friends kidnap the waiter and take him to an abandoned building where the tie him to a chair and have a hood over his head. Diamond agonizes over whether to kill him or not. His friends are all urging him to do it, perhaps even kill his wife as well. Diamond is a slow thinker, but he works his way through all the ramifications and eventually lets "Loverboy" go. One of his gangster friends standing asks, "and are you letting your wife go as well?" And after a moment he nods. In the last scene Diamond is walking down a dark street away from the building with a spring in his step.

In retrospect, I probably watched that movie for the same reason I photographed the dark dried branches of the trees today. I'm not as depressed as Diamond was, but I'm working through my problem in the same way he did. The stakes aren't as high and maybe all it is going to take is for me to describe what happened a few times for me to be done with it. But at the moment the seller is in front of me, in a chair, with a hood over his head.

Branches, trees, and a few dogs

 

Other branches against the sky