Yesterday the nearly 60 degree weather lured me from my studio work to the outdoors.
I was again, I know I just can't stop myself, at play with my iPhone and macro lens. There's something seductive about playing at the micro (then why do they call it macro?) level.
It gives me comfort that there is an underlying structure not seen through my usual senses.
You know that green scummy stuff in ponds? Well here's what it looks like frozen - something primordial here . . . perhaps it's that instar moment when the goo became something?