I enjoy the way unexpected images when focused in on a
macro distance seem to deny the fact that they are part of a
larger whole and instead loudly proclaim their independent existence
An angle , the capture of light bouncing of a surface and therefore declaring it " real "
Sometimes I ponder the pondering in and off itself .. the macros of me that make up the larger whole but rarely does my toe get the attention it might crave?
I am fascinated by the macro life ,. the behind of the behind and often wish my camera had xray capabilities
fragile , transparent like a glasswing butterfly I wish to wander ... seeing and be seen for all the finer details
Close Up ... Personal ... Untamed ... Authentic
and so I continue pondering