The Vewer Avenue Tunnel

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Inside Manhattan's Graffiti Tunnel It started the way most things do these days: with a phone in my hand and nowhere particular to be. I was scrolling through the usual digital noise when a video stopped me cold. A crowd of people spilling into a tunnel, its walls erupting in color so dense and layered it looked less like concrete and more like the inside of someone's fever dream. Tags, murals, massive bubble letters stacked ceiling-high. My thumb hovered. I watched it again. That was the Park Avenue Tunnel, buried under one of Manhattan's most recognizable thoroughfares. And from what I could gather online, it had become something of an open secret, a once-busy vehicle artery turned accidental gallery. Legendary names were showing up on those walls. Local favorites, too. I'd heard of mob bombs before, those spontaneous, loosely coordinated art invasions where writers descend on a space and leave it permanently changed. But this felt different. This felt like a fa...
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Yashica Yashinon-DS 50mm 1:1.4 Raw Samples & Review


Canon 600D Paired with Yashica Yashinon 50mm Lens
EOS 600D/T3i synced with a gorgeous orange Yashinon 50mm.





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A powerhouse pairing. No benchwarmer 1:1.4 Yashica and an EOS T3i/600D.




Pairing a vintage Yashica Yashinon-DS 50mm 1:1.4 lens with a Canon EOS 600D turns out to be a delightful experiment in photography, infusing images with a magical orange tint that seems to add a warm, ethereal glow to the subjects. In a creative endeavor, I captured several indoor raw JPEG images within the whimsical confines of a dollhouse, featuring characters from Skylanders Spyro's Adventure and Skylanders Giants. Opting for settings of ISO 800 and f/16, with a neutral picture style and white fluorescent lighting, I aimed to bring out the richness of the scene, further enhancing it with an exposure compensation of +1, all the while forgoing the use of a tripod. This session underscored the necessity of investing in a MeFoto tripod to stabilize future shots.

The lens, even when used wide open, astonishes with its sharpness and the vividness of the details captured. The anticipation of repairing the aperture ring to exploit the full potential of shooting at f/1.4 is palpable, hinting at the untapped capabilities of this lens setup. The plan to conduct further tests, both indoors and outdoors, during different times of the day promises a comprehensive exploration of its versatility. This preliminary assessment underscores the lens's adaptability, proving it to be an exceptional find for those interested in portrait, product photography, or simply as a reliable 'nifty-fifty' lens for everyday exploration. This combination of the Yashica lens with the EOS 600D, without any post-processing enhancements, showcases the raw appeal and potential of integrating classic optics with modern digital bodies, making for an inspired addition to any photographer's toolkit.



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An unlucky mouse witnesses his friend in a dire predicament. 





Tree Rex is about to crush this furry mouse nugget. Poor mouse.
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A gruesome horror show in this mouse house.





Crusher is about to impale this poor wee little mouse.





Jet Vac Model Toy
The powerful and dangerous Jet-Vac.




Camera Info:
50mm 1:1.4 Yashica Yashinon-DS
ISO 800
F/16
Neutral
Av Mode using LiveView

📸 Do You Shoot with the Yashinon 50mm f/1.4?

Have you used this lens on a modern digital camera? Share your sample photos, adapter recommendations, or experiences with the Yashinon DS 50mm. Vintage glass has stories to tell—add yours below.

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