Macro Shots Through Freelensing

Over the last month or so, while reading through a photography forum and Facebook page, I kept seeing the term “freelensing” come up. But, I had no idea what it was or why I would care.

Come to find out, it’s taking your lens off the camera and turning it around to use it as a macro lens. Macro…that’s why I care. I love detail shots and have always taken as many as possible. But in the past, since I don’t have a macro lens, I could only get so close.

While reading this article on the Pretty Presets site, I found out that you can use an adapter to actually attach your lens to your camera backwards. Since I’m a bit clumsy, this made me much more comfortable.   I ended up getting an adapter that didn’t fit my 50mm lens, but it fit my 18-55mm just perfectly.  I have not been disappointed.

You can’t use auto focus with the lens attached backwards. Any tiny movement by you or the subject changes the focus.  But, (and I can’t believe I’m saying this) that’s part of the fun.  Freelensing is part exacting, part completely unpredictable – kinda like me.

Within the first shot or three, I ended up with this!

Macro Shots Through Freelensing


I was in love.  Of course, not every shot turns out.  Sometimes even when they don’t really turn out, they still kinda do.


Here are some of the freelensing shots I’ve gotten so far.  (If you follow my Facebook page, you may have seen a few already)  I wouldn’t be surprised if more turn up before long.  I’m having just a little too much fun.























"Just" a pair of shoes

I love to take pictures of shoes. Sometimes I get weird looks for that. One of the beautiful things about art is that not everyone has to like every thing. You might look at my shoe pictures and think, “oh it’s just a pair of shoes.” But really, sometimes they say so much more…

“My mommy and daddy think I’m beautiful from head to toe”

“We love our friend so much that we spent hours upon hours looking for the perfect ones.”
Or the lack of shoes might say, “This is the happiest day of my life, but my feet are tired. I’m glad you love me enough to dance with me on this nice cool grass not to mention spend the rest of your life with me.”

This pair? Just a pair of shoes. But don’t they go great with that dress?

Now, these are definitely not the prettiest shoes in the world. They’re not even the prettiest ones in my house. In fact, they’re kinda ugly (don’t tell them I said so). But here they are the lone subject of a photograph, a photograph taken because of what that pair of shoes meant to me in that moment.

Just that week I had been released from the lovely walking boot I’d been wearing for about 2 months. I was allowed to walk around my house and my office for regular tasks, but I hadn’t been able to do any other activity. Two months with no exercise will make a body slower than usual!

But that weekend at the outer banks, my trusty hiking shoes came with me to the top of two lighthouses, up the hill to the Wright Brothers Memorial and finally to the top of Jockey’s Ridge, the highest active sand dune system in the eastern United States. I took them off so I could feel the sand in my toes. Then I put them back on because even in October, that sand gets HOT!

These are the same shoes that replaced my ill-fitting hiking boots that caused me to lose THREE toenails the fall before. So, while you might just see a pair of shoes, I see God’s blessings of freedom, protection, and the road to health all in one not-so-shiny package.