Three controls. Shutter, aperture, focus.No menus, no modes, no screen you have to look away from the world to read. A camera you learn in a week and stop noticing in a month.
Arrange a hands-onPaint, not powder coat. It comes off at the corners, the wind lever, the place your right thumb lives. After twenty years the camera is a map of how you shoot. We think that's the point of the paint.
The first week, you'll fumble the aperture. The second, you'll miss a frame while focusing. By the fourth, your hands know where everything is and you're looking at the thing you're photographing. That was the whole design brief.
The F1 is for the street and the F2 is for everything you'd put on a tripod. Both take the same three lenses. Both are black paint over brass, machined here, serial numbers under 5,000.
35 mm full-frame sensor, an optical rangefinder with framelines, a mechanical shutter to 1/4000. Batteries last a week, because there's nothing to power but the meter.
Same sensor, a waist-level finder with a plain ground glass and a loupe. You see the picture upside down and reversed, which is how you learn to see composition rather than subject.
Manual focus, aperture rings with click stops, brass helicoids. Each one is the only lens most people would ever need, and three is the number you can carry in a coat.
An hour in the shop with an F1 and an F2, all three lenses, and a card to take away. Or a week, on loan, with a deposit. Most people know by day three which body is theirs.
Arrange a hands-on