When I planned buying a macro lens (and that took quite a few years) I was sure I would never shoot bugs. Not that I wasn’t interested in them but I thought there were enough male photographers doing that already, plus I couldn’t figure out how I would include them in my surreal photography.

But as the saying goes: Never say never.

What do you think happened on my first official “macro” walk? I shot mostly bugs and I was actually impressed about the way I handled them.

I thought it would be extremely hard to make them stand still but some of them even cooperated. For example, this blue guy was flying very frantically, but impressed by his color (why did I decide it was a male?) I waited for him to calm down until he landed on a leaf and stared right at me while I was getting closer and closer.

Then, in a magical moment of connection between a human and an insect he stood still until I managed to focus on his eyes. We stood there, hanging in the moment, while I was pressing the shutter-release button, making sure I have a few of his poses to choose from. I thanked him and I left happy by this divine communication.

See, this is one of the most important things I love about photography. When I am alone in the wild, I am able to hear and see more than in the town. I feel connected on a level that is more powerful than words. The magic of art, of reconnection, of listening to your heart…

Whatever it is, thank you, Nature for sharing your beauty (and bugs) with me.