Clay-Colored Weevil
May 20, 2015 23:39:42 #
This is why I so wished for a macro lens! What things we see, that we never before knew were there. :)
I thought this clay-colored weevil was dead, but it turned out he was just camera-shy. Every time I got the lens too close to him, he tucked his head and drew his legs up under his wings.
If I mislabel any of these, feel free to correct them. And go right ahead and offer suggestions and criticisms and helpful hints! I've only just begun using a true macro lens.
I thought this clay-colored weevil was dead, but it turned out he was just camera-shy. Every time I got the lens too close to him, he tucked his head and drew his legs up under his wings.
If I mislabel any of these, feel free to correct them. And go right ahead and offer suggestions and criticisms and helpful hints! I've only just begun using a true macro lens.
1) Clay-colored weevil
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2) Look at him trying to hide...
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3) I backed off a wee bit, and he started 'coming out of his shell' again, as it were.
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6) Who knew? Weevils' mothers make them hand-knitted sweaters!
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8) Time to clean off the ol' feelers...
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May 21, 2015 01:08:43 #
Image #3 is your best. You will find deeper DoF when shooting near MFD, then cropping tighter in post processing.
Consider "chilling" your insect subjects for several minutes or so, in the refrigerator, which will slow them for a few minutes for photography. Using a straight pin, you can quickly position feet to a normal position on a small natural surface. Shoot, then re-chill again, if needed. Eventually, you can release your subject.
Consider "chilling" your insect subjects for several minutes or so, in the refrigerator, which will slow them for a few minutes for photography. Using a straight pin, you can quickly position feet to a normal position on a small natural surface. Shoot, then re-chill again, if needed. Eventually, you can release your subject.
May 21, 2015 01:14:09 #
Okay, now you are resurrecting memories of one of the times I was helping one of the children with his insect collection. There I was at my desk, typing up some of his handwritten notes, when I kept hearing a scrabbling noise behind me. It was the middle of the night ... all should have been quiet. I turned slowly around, the better to catch whatever-it-was in the act (of scrabbling, or whatever he was up to) -- and, lo and behold, a worthy portion of my kiddo's bugs had come out of their frozen state, and were trying to escape the pins with which he had affixed them to the hollow log he was presenting them on! Ooooo, shiver me timbers.
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