I am tired of flower photos. Not just mine, but everyone’s. Even Scott Kelby’s special technique of shooting them from the bottom up no longer excites me the way it used to.
I’ve seen an awful lot of garden-variety florals. (Ha ha!) It’s challenging to do something different with something that’s been photographed a zillion times. Flowers are pretty, yes, very pretty, not always compelling, you know what I mean? I don’t take a lot of photos of flowers anymore. Not even when the tulips are out.
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The other day I was outdoors, doing a bit of experimenting with the camera.
I was busy focusing on this:
… when this thing suddenly landed on my foot! Ew! I snapped this shot in the length of time it took me to swing the upper half of body in a downwards direction.
It’s my only frame. And yes, this is the top of my foot:
… and then it flew over here:
… and then away from me and my camera altogether.
*shiver*
Later on I tinkered with them in Photoshop a little, in an effort to achieve something a little creepier:
It was the Mother Fly!
I love it when interesting things reveal themselves in unsuspecting flowerbeds. :)
