Different but still winged
I was exhausted from skulking around the yard looking for the perfect line shot. I sat down on my swinging bench and began to lower my right arm onto the armrest when, out of the corner of my eye (yes, I still pride myself in my peripheral vision) I noticed … I jumped up and out of the way before this beast could sink her fangs into me (well, actually do severe damage to me with her stinger). Whoooeee, disaster avoided but just barely. I ran into the kitchen to grab my camera off the kitchen table (yes, I keep everything on my kitchen table, it makes finding things so much easier … remember the lack of my organizational skills) and luckily it was my high powered macro equipment that was all set up and ready to go from a prior attempt at a spider shot. The only reason I bring up “macro” here is that there is actually the word “macro” stamped onto the lens. “high powered”, I made up. So, really, this is the kit lens that came with my EOS 70D and had almost never been used before. She was pleading “Don’t you forget about me”! Enough about the equipment already. What had me really dancing up and down the yard after this interlude is that I realized I had combined so many things in this shot, it will take me days to wind down and get rid of this adrenaline rush.
What caused all this excitement? Well, do you see all the lines in the wood? Yes, line shot, check.
And my primary purpose of the day was a bench shot (I try to vary my primary purpose on a daily basis to keep things interesting). The closest I have come to a bench shot is a chair shot which turned out to be a bit of a disaster because the bisons basically crowded out the chair and took over the image. (Elk Island Park, several years ago). What’s different here? Nothing, just my mood and approach to life. And of course, that the bench is the supporting (literally) cast to the primary subject. Not only that, it is a minimalist bench shot!
Oh, one other thing occurs to me. What if I had let the beauty of Jerome’s shots (mentioned in my previous post) make me go against my gut feeling of not getting a canoe and this beast would attack me in the middle of a lake with nowhere to hide? And, of course, this officially being a macro shot, at least according to Canon. (All that without the need of rings and having to reverse the lens and weaving back and forth to achieve that manual focus which seems to be a requisite in macro shots). It appears that the universe is coming together and unfolding as it should.
Don’t You (Forget About Me) - Simple Minds
Different but still winged
I was exhausted from skulking around the yard looking for the perfect line shot. I sat down on my swinging bench and began to lower my right arm onto the armrest when, out of the corner of my eye (yes, I still pride myself in my peripheral vision) I noticed … I jumped up and out of the way before this beast could sink her fangs into me (well, actually do severe damage to me with her stinger). Whoooeee, disaster avoided but just barely. I ran into the kitchen to grab my camera off the kitchen table (yes, I keep everything on my kitchen table, it makes finding things so much easier … remember the lack of my organizational skills) and luckily it was my high powered macro equipment that was all set up and ready to go from a prior attempt at a spider shot. The only reason I bring up “macro” here is that there is actually the word “macro” stamped onto the lens. “high powered”, I made up. So, really, this is the kit lens that came with my EOS 70D and had almost never been used before. She was pleading “Don’t you forget about me”! Enough about the equipment already. What had me really dancing up and down the yard after this interlude is that I realized I had combined so many things in this shot, it will take me days to wind down and get rid of this adrenaline rush.
What caused all this excitement? Well, do you see all the lines in the wood? Yes, line shot, check.
And my primary purpose of the day was a bench shot (I try to vary my primary purpose on a daily basis to keep things interesting). The closest I have come to a bench shot is a chair shot which turned out to be a bit of a disaster because the bisons basically crowded out the chair and took over the image. (Elk Island Park, several years ago). What’s different here? Nothing, just my mood and approach to life. And of course, that the bench is the supporting (literally) cast to the primary subject. Not only that, it is a minimalist bench shot!
Oh, one other thing occurs to me. What if I had let the beauty of Jerome’s shots (mentioned in my previous post) make me go against my gut feeling of not getting a canoe and this beast would attack me in the middle of a lake with nowhere to hide? And, of course, this officially being a macro shot, at least according to Canon. (All that without the need of rings and having to reverse the lens and weaving back and forth to achieve that manual focus which seems to be a requisite in macro shots). It appears that the universe is coming together and unfolding as it should.
Don’t You (Forget About Me) - Simple Minds