I peer into the void
Twist the focus ring gently
Snap
A flower
A leaf
A lesson appears
Insights descending into consciousness
So clear you wonder why you didn’t see it before
Obvious now
Ignorant before
The ring turns back
foreground blurs
A series of moments
Viewed through a lens
Who wields the camera?
It would appear I am
*photographing macros in the evening with a double glass lensbaby optic. The lens is designed to be blurry everywhere but the centre and even there, I had a breeze handicap occurring as I walked around late yesterday evening, so the centre isn’t quite sharp.
But I like it
The colours and shapes as they emerged in my viewer, had me hooked. I can live with imperfection. Art is a broad brush to paint with. These have a feeling of a floral evening dream.
Macro photography is an absorbing hunt, I lean in close and twist the ring, searching amongst the blur for my target, suddenly it appears sharply in my view finder, I smile, breathe and try and engage the shutter carefully to avoid undue movement.
The flower appears suddenly in all its magnificent magnified glory, out of the soupy sea of colour reminding me of how we are sometimes struck with insight. It can be quite transformative, we never view life, or at least a part of it, in the same way again.
Macro insights.
A lovely way to start the week.
