I was just noticing that I’ve probably overdone these kinds of close-ups of flowers and leaves, and I’ve recently taken dozens more like this one from Meijer Gardens in Grand Rapids, Michigan. If you think I post too many such photos, I’m sorry about that to be sure. Yet I find myself drawn to such shots, and I will admit that I very much enjoy them. Yet my enjoyment is not so much in the subject of the photos, for to be quite honest, when I take these shots, I’m actually taking a photo of something that I think is there, but that I can’t really see in real life. What I actually see at the time is a color or shift in the lighting that I think might be “something” and then I try to frame it in a lens by best guess, and focus on whatever the anomaly I can see; I only know for sure what I’ve gotten when I upload to photos and blow them up on a large screen.
Thus, when I find that I actually have something that looks nice, is reasonably well composed and focused, at least as far as I can tell, it’s like a kind of “moral victory” over the blindness that seems to make almost everything more difficult than it should be, as though I’ve held off the beast for at least one more day.
Yes, I’ll be posting more of these, even if only to stay in the fight; sorry if I seem to overdo it.