I put a magnifying glass in front of the lens, but there was too much
light and thus, the blur. Ever since I was a kid I’ve been fascinated
with tiny, secret worlds. It’s as if such a world is secret because it
goes unnoticed and when it’s noticed you realize it’s magical, and then
you want to find all the other hidden places. Imagine a life
underground, or under the wooden fence, between the leaves. (Don’t cut
it down). Something different than big things with size and glory,
buildings to the sky, people stomping and wheeling around in the large
bustling world.
