{"id":189,"date":"2008-10-21T22:15:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-22T03:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/2d823b65bb.nxcli.io\/2008\/10\/dont-shoot-until-you-see-their-eyes.html"},"modified":"2008-10-21T22:15:00","modified_gmt":"2008-10-22T03:15:00","slug":"dont-shoot-until-you-see-their-eyes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/2008\/10\/dont-shoot-until-you-see-their-eyes.html","title":{"rendered":"Don&#8217;t shoot until you see their eyes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/2d823b65bb.nxcli.io\/blog\/images\/butterfly.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>September 18th, 2008<br \/>Great Spangled Fritillary (Speyeria cybele)<br \/>Pentax K10D with 100mm macro, 1\/350 at f\/5.6<\/p>\n<p>When I was a child, I did as children do, and chased butterflies in the fields.  Forty years later the fascination, if not the boundless energy, still remains.<\/p>\n<p>Is there any logic to the flight of a butterfly?  It certainly is not a straight line.  Are they following a physically determined path of least action, surfing unseen micro eddies or vortices in the air to conserve their energy?  Or are they showing their overflowing exuberance, feasting in a field of flowers, unable to make (and adhere to) a single choice?  I know, as child, I was disposed to the latter, perhaps explaining my fondness for butterfly chasing.<\/p>\n<p>In any case I&#8217;m older and wiser today.  I don&#8217;t chase butterflies.  I photograph them.  Indeed, chasing and photographing are at cross purposes and nearly incompatible.  Photographing butterflies is a patient, quiet task.  The technique is straightforward and consists of three easy steps:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Go sit among the flowers.<\/li>\n<li>Don&#8217;t move.<\/li>\n<li>Wait.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Let the butterflies come to you.  As Ptolemy crumbled before the Copernican revolution, this critical change in perspective makes all the difference.  Give it a try!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>September 18th, 2008Great Spangled Fritillary (Speyeria cybele)Pentax K10D with 100mm macro, 1\/350 at f\/5.6 When I was a child, I did as children do, and chased butterflies in the fields. Forty years later the fascination, if not the boundless energy, still remains. Is there any logic to the flight of a butterfly? It certainly is [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[57],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-189","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-photography","7":"entry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/189","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=189"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/189\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=189"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=189"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robweir.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=189"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}