Yesterday, during one of those unplanned wanderings that often end up leaving something behind, I stopped by the house of a cyclist friend. In the middle of our conversation, he mentioned that he had a Carl Zeiss Sonnar 300mm f/4 lens that had belonged to his father, forgotten in a corner for almost 19 years. A lens with history, but also marked by neglect.
I asked him to lend it to me so I could test it. To mount it on my Canon 5D Mark III, I needed a P6 to EOS adapter. From the very beginning, I knew this wouldn’t be a comfortable experience: the lens was heavy, fully manual, full of fungus, and had a very challenging character.
With total certainty, I can say it’s one of the most difficult lenses I’ve ever used. It produces obvious flaws, optical imperfections, and unpredictable behavior. It’s not a forgiving lens, nor an easy one to master. Still, I didn’t let it intimidate me.
I decided to play with it, to understand it, and to accept its flaws so I could work from them. It forced me to slow down, to think about every frame, and to accept that not everything would come out “right.” I kept shooting until the sunlight simply wouldn’t allow me to continue.
I will keep using this lens for a while. I want to push it, learn its limits, and also discover its strengths. I’ll be sharing the results here with the black and white community as part of that process.
These images are not about technical perfection. They are about experience. Sometimes photography is also about listening to what the gear has to say, even when it speaks through imperfection.
Congratulations @ricky93!
You raised your level and are now a Minnow!