I got lazy yesterday.
My grandson, Cooper was unwell so he spent much of the afternoon dozing and playing instead of being at school. Then by the time Mary was home, the weather outside was unappealing and I decided to do some still life. Outside the house, against the Southern wall, there are some Chatham Island forget-me-nots. I plucked a small cluster and then held it in one of my old modelling clamps against a black background. Eight images, each focused on a different part of the flower were then blended to produce a single image that is sharp from front to back. I confess that, of today’s shots, this is the nearest to a wild flower.
One of Mary’s tennis friends had given her a bunch of roses from her garden. By yesterday they were coming to the end of their life, but one orange coloured bloom was holding its shape. A spritz from my trusty water bottle added some interest and off I went. The technique was as described above.
I kept rehearsing, moving closer each time.
My last shot was just in time, as petals began to fall off. Though I have a reasonably powerful, but aging Apple Macbook, the processing required for the focus stacking is astonishing and the auto-blend operation can take up to 20 minutes depending on how many images are to be blended.
I hope to do more today
*Auguries of Innocence by William Blake