A lady bug about to fly away. I spotted it crawling over a set of sample art papers which arrived in the post that day. She didn’t think much of the 300 gsm canvas rag, but really seemed to like the eco friendly bamboo stock – a classy lustre affair coming in at 200 gsm. I had chance to get two shots off as she scurried to the edge before alighting to a plant border, never to be seen again.
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Read my beak – no more butterflies! One flap of my wings will cause the end of the global economic crisis, a permanent improvement in British weather and the immediate introduction of Rondel Oro Semi Seco Cava into every Morrisons supermarket.
A macro shot using the D7000’s small flash limited by holding my hand over it. 60mm at around 2.8 to severely restrict the depth of field to the pastel stamen. I know the point of a good macro is to achieve edge to edge sharpness using tiny apertures, but I like fuzzy, swimming bokeh to frame the object, and throw it forward towards the viewer. Sweet Williams seem flavour of the month around here – I picked these up in a supermarket on my way back from work. The best part of the long out of county commute and daily grind.
The first of many pot plants. A single ornamental thistle in an oversized plant pot. Part of me had to wonder whether I’d been conned. ‘Bee Magnet’ and ‘Butterfly Bonanza’ screamed the signage. ‘Five pounds for a weed,’ screamed my wallet. The promise of an orgy of bees for my 60mm f2.8 macro lens won out.
The D70s is quiet. The D7000 has an almost sound effect shutter which acts as a sonic cattle prod to anything with wings. Many bees – none in shot.
By mid- afternoon La Gomera has sunk into a haze. Either that or someone on the east coast has a hot tub to die for. The early evening sunlight speckles the sea sending mirages of shifting horizons towards the eye. Only it doesn’t – the shimmering is an optical illusion and one which could be corrected in photoshop. But the raw file’s highlights and string of light hints at a Rothko edge of the world where negative imperfection is good, especially when the pirate ship booze cruise rocks up in just the right spot.
This really was the view from the balcony. Six pictures stitched together in photoshop from a fixed exposure and 55mm focal length. Taken after in the early morning – La Gomera – the island on the horizon, slowly disappears into a sauna like mist by the afternoon.