Imagine my delight when the humdrum and otherwise normal Thursday evening of pointless TV was interrupted by the discovery of a dead fly.
Armed with the off camera flash, wireless triggers ant a 12mm Kenko Tube, I first drew some stick like pictures and posed the corpse. You know the stuff, staircases, horses etc.
None of these were particularly good, so I just tried different angles for the flash, at different power settings until I came up with this.
Can’t be bothered to do much processing so you get it here in all it’s dead, and decaying glory….. Quite like the ‘expression on it’s poor dead face.
Found another one of the mantis type creature thing looking at me face on. Now I’m not so sure about the star wars connection. Given the face armour it’s more like some kind of fancy Halo Reach helmet with feathers on.
Found this little chap sat on the wall of our villa in Cyprus. Obliginly he/she/it was happy to sit still and wait for me to get the Kenko Tubes attached to the 17-50 Tamron and pose while I snapped away. Minimal processing means that this is the first of a rather large bunch. Need to find some tome to wade through the rest…..
It is often said that money, makes the world go round. Quite frankly this is silly. I’m not a physisisisisist, in fact I can’t even spell it, but I do know that the world goes round because at some point in the dim and distant past before God, Dinosaurs and Fish a giant Space Mammoth brushed against it in it’s haste to get to the toilet at the other end of the universe. It’s also true (apparently) that the world will one day stop spinning, at which point gravity will cease to exist and we’ll all become as light as feathers and float into the sky.
I haven’t gone mad, I was just thinking of a title for this picture and it dawned on me that it isn’t money that makes the world go round, it’s the world that makes money go round.
Despite being cold enough to freeze the tits off a brass monkey (which has reminded me I need to look up the origin of that saying) the sun was shining by the pond at the shooting ground a couple of weeks ago. Was muddier than a changing room floor at a Sunday League football pitch but the sunlight, filtering through the trees made it all worthwhile (That and being able to shoot the living daylights out of plenty of clays).