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.