“In solitude, where we are least alone.” — Lord Byron
“I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.” — Albert Einstein
These two quotes really speak to me, and of the photo (meaning my imagination/creativity). As I was post processing this image I saw a couple hugging to the left of the purple flower with a sprite/pixie/elf/? hanging out in the upper right corner. I felt it took away from the Ostica (purple flower). When I went in a different direction I now see a person sitting down with their knees up close to the shoulders (and their legs are crossed at the ankles), but I know the “being” is still watching them.
Even when we think we are alone, we are being watched.
This Ostica was taken through a glass cup/mug on a slightly breezy afternoon, which is why the petals are a bit blurred but not the center of the flower.
Olympus OM-D E-M5
m. Zuiko 12-50mm kit lens @ 43mm (macro)
Shutter Speed: 1/30
Post processed in Lightroom, edited in PaintShop Pro X6 Ultimate with Fractalius plugin