Here’s one funny thing. I’m not sure if I’m in love with macro the way I was for a few years ago. I’m walking around in a field of flowers and I’m… lost. I don’t know what to do with them.
So here’s what I’m thinking. Maybe I’ve come to the end of the road with the way I’ve done flowers in the past, there’s just nothing left for me to do? And the only way to come up from that hole is to come up with a new style.
Or maybe it’s that I moved to Föne, where I’ve really struggled to find exciting flowers. It’s like the botanist in me has died a little, and with that, my inspiration to shoot flowers. I really, truly, miss orchids. Just thinking about all those orchid spots in Loos, I feel sad that I’m so far removed from them now.
Or maybe it’s that I have a new favourite. I’ve always done landscape work, but now that I got myself a wideangle lens (or a whole bunch of them), I’m so into landscape that I can’t put my mind into macro any more. I mean… we’re talking about two branches of photography which are almost directly opposite. With a wideangle lens, you take in as much of the landscape as you possibly can. With a macro, you try to reduce it to as little as possible. And my brain can only accommodate one of them.
And still, on those few occasions that I do macro, there can be a moment of delight when the viewfinder just explodes in simple colours and the frame is stripped to the essentials. It is so simple, but oh so agonisingly difficult at the same time. I need to get my macro mojo back!