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For this week's Macro Monday theme of "white on white", I used strips of white paper photographed on another sheet of white paper. I tried photographing curls and spirals but wasn't that happy with the results apart from one or two. So most of my photos were of a strip gently folded to form loops about 1 cm high, stuck to the other sheet with double sided tape, and using a light to throw shadows. My first attempts used a bright white LED torch and the photos came out very blue - not really what I was looking for in terms of the theme but interesting nevertheless. So I tried again with a halogen light source and that was better. I played around with clarity and contrast and must admit I like the darker, higher contrast images this produced, but was worried they wouldn't be quite right for the theme. So I did a few with less contrast and clarity, which gives a gentler, softer image.
This is a 2x macro image of a hand washing-up sponge scouring pad. Amazingly, each part is knotted together using several micro sized 'cords'. How do they make this?
Der König in Thule
Es war ein König in Thule,
Gar treu bis an das Grab,
Dem sterbend seine Buhle
Einen goldnen Becher gab.
Es ging ihm nichts darüber,
Er leert’ ihn jeden Schmaus;
Die Augen gingen ihm über,
So oft er trank daraus.
Und als er kam zu sterben,
Zählt’ er seine Städt’ im Reich,
Gönnt’ alles seinen Erben,
Den Becher nicht zugleich.
Er saß bei’m Königsmahle,
Die Ritter um ihn her,
Auf hohem Vätersaale,
Dort auf dem Schloß am Meer.
Dort stand der alte Zecher,
Trank letzte Lebensgluth,
Und warf den heiligen Becher
Hinunter in die Fluth.
Er sah ihn stürzen, trinken
Und sinken tief ins Meer,
Die Augen thäten ihm sinken,
Trank nie einen Tropfen mehr.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, in Faust
[ The King in Thule
There was a king in Thule,
faithful till the grave,
To whom his lover, dying,
A golden goblet gave.
Nought was to him more precious;
He drained it at every bout;
His eyes with tears ran over,
Every time he drank from it.
When came his time of dying,
He counted his kingdom's towns,
Granted his heirs everything
Except the golden goblet.
He sat at the royal banquet
His knights around him,
In the lofty hall of his fathers
There in the castle by the sea.
There stood the old carouser,
And drank the last life-glow;
And hurled the hallowed goblet
Into the tide below.
He saw it plunging and filling,
And sinking deep in the sea:
His eyes made him sink,
And never more drank he!
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, in Faust, in the translation edited by Nathan Haskell Dole - via Wikipedia - with a couple of modifications ("mistress" is definitely not the right word I think...) ]
Someone gave me that goblet when I was very small, and I loved drinking from it, despite the very strong metallic taste it gives to virtually anything.
Kit 40-150mm zoom with extension tubes.
Happy Macro Monday and thank you everyone for your visits, faves and comments, they are always appreciated :)
who never gives up :-)
― Babe Ruth
rhododendron, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
My macro submission for this week's theme is a 24 image focus stack of my trusty Silva compass on an Ordnance Survey map of Glencoe. Specifically, I arranged the compass so that the wording of Stob Dearg - arguably the Glen's (Scotland's?!) most famous mountain - is highlighted. Stob Dearg is also known as Buachaille Etive Mor or The Great Shepherd.
Processed in the outstanding Helicon Focus and Lightroom only this week.
HMM and many thanks to all who view, fave and comment.
One of the first things I learnt about photographing flowers was always to choose the most perfect specimen I could find. So this bloom would not have made the cut, or I would have cloned out the marks on the petals.
But for today's Macro Mondays theme of 'Imperfection' it's just perfect...so to speak!
Thank you to everyone who pauses long enough to look at my photo. Any comments or Faves are very much appreciated.