It sounds like an Aesop’s fable, doesn’t it? Cue the deep voice over . . .
The Fly and The Grasshopper
Was there a moral to this tale?
With my aforementioned new DSLR, I was trying out my macro lens. Whereas I had always enjoyed taking extreme close-ups with my point-and-shoot cameras over the years – often exceeding the limits of the focusing distance – I had never learned how to adjust depth of field.
So there I was, in the community garden, more or less nose-to-nose with cooperative subjects.
As I struggled to get sharp shots with a hand-held camera, twitchy subjects, and teeny tiny bursts of breeze, I began to wonder how anyone produces those amazing macro shots I see all over the web. All. Over.
Talking to knowledgeable folks, I learn about tripods, monopods, and delay shutter cables (OK, something like that) to improve the steadiness of the photographer. I learned about putting tiny subjects into the fridge for a few hours, to reduce their jumpiness, with the added benefit of moving the entire shoot indoors, to eliminate the breeze.
I learned that I probably don’t have the temperament (or the spare fridge – those guys aren’t going in beside the hummous!) to be an amazing macro photographer.
But I also learned that I don’t have to be amazing at something to enjoy doing it.