bouncy
There comes a time when a spider's patience runs out. We were surely near that point when I decided to pack up before they packed it in. There's really no point in stressing a houseguest that far.
One last shot! Yes, I'm close to the wall and that springy cable can only go so far before it just topples everything. How about a very, and I mean VERY, acute bounce shot off the ceiling. This is what happened!
Not an enormous amount of that flash hit the subject. But it did do something. I really dislike macro-style — let's call it close-up photography —with a naked flash simply because the shadows are harsh and everything looks flat.
Now you can see something else too. This is more the true colour of that wall. Yes, it's not the fashionable "greige", and my painter hates me. For that matter, I'm not that fond of him either.
I did have to work harder to pull up the details in this shot. But it has a certain "dark" appeal which, I hope, sets the secret fears of the arachnophobes scurrying off like the spiders they irrationally fear. Most spiders are not lurking in the dark with predatory intent, least of all for a big bag of bones too big to make their soup. When it is safe to do so, I hope to relocate this beauty. That could have happened instead of a photoshoot. But it was bucketing down tonight, and if I didn't want to go outside, why would a spider?
bouncy
There comes a time when a spider's patience runs out. We were surely near that point when I decided to pack up before they packed it in. There's really no point in stressing a houseguest that far.
One last shot! Yes, I'm close to the wall and that springy cable can only go so far before it just topples everything. How about a very, and I mean VERY, acute bounce shot off the ceiling. This is what happened!
Not an enormous amount of that flash hit the subject. But it did do something. I really dislike macro-style — let's call it close-up photography —with a naked flash simply because the shadows are harsh and everything looks flat.
Now you can see something else too. This is more the true colour of that wall. Yes, it's not the fashionable "greige", and my painter hates me. For that matter, I'm not that fond of him either.
I did have to work harder to pull up the details in this shot. But it has a certain "dark" appeal which, I hope, sets the secret fears of the arachnophobes scurrying off like the spiders they irrationally fear. Most spiders are not lurking in the dark with predatory intent, least of all for a big bag of bones too big to make their soup. When it is safe to do so, I hope to relocate this beauty. That could have happened instead of a photoshoot. But it was bucketing down tonight, and if I didn't want to go outside, why would a spider?