Articles tagged with: invertebrate
Wings as light and transparent as a ghost,
a Golden-eyed Lacewing:
collaboration between spirit and silk.
After the rain, an aloof mantis nymph
conducts the little restless midges.
An ant contemplates the awesome and ominous view
deep in the microwilderness, perhaps a scene
from the fever dreams of Caspar David Friedrich.
Just found out my Wild Light blog has been included in the list
“50 Amazing Nature Photography Bloggers”,
a nice resource for some fine wildlife photography.
Here’s a young bandit hours after birth,
a praying mantis nymph caught up in some abandoned
spider webbing searching for tiny prey.
After the rain, a Charlevoix chironomid midge finds shelter among pine needles,
a world of spikes and angles.
Here’s a detail of the midge’s world.
I’m the Featured Artist on the Fotomoto.com site today, with one of my ant images.
I used this image for my post “The Queen was dead”, about biologist E. O. Wilson’s story
in The New Yorker, Trailhead.
Is there a way of knowing that ants actually experience emotion?
Read more here: Ants and Answers: A Conversation with E. O. Wilson.
An instant before reaching its lavender goal,
a cabbage white butterfly,
poised between the worlds of dream and toil,
the last day of an August yet to come.
Searching for love in the grass,
a firefly’s beacon glows with cold fire.
The tiniest lineman anchored to the earth,
a Greater Angle-wing Katydid itching for a scrimmage,
opponents fear-starred in his eyes.
I’m happy to announce I’ll be joining Bees in Art Gallery in the UK,
sister gallery to The Land Gallery, exhibiting artwork by leading artists
inspired by bees and other Hymenoptera.
Bees in Art is curated by Andrew Tyzack, graduate of The Royal College of Art,
London, UK and third generation beekeeper. Andrew runs several beehives and
paints in the East Riding of Yorkshire, UK.
More gallery information and my Bees In Art news announcement.
Here’s a tiny insect Olympian, small enough
to use a blade of grass to do chin-ups,
ghosts of other bees pass by in the background.
This little athlete also appears in my book featuring the world of bees, Bee Dreams.
Biologist and theorist E. O. Wilson has a story, Trailhead,
in the current issue of The New Yorker.
Here’s an excerpt and an image of two curious ants:
The Trailhead Queen was dead.
Ants live most of their lives in underground darkness, they cannot communicate through sight or sound. Pheromonal, they think only in taste and smell. The members of the Trailhead Colony transmitted their messages using about a dozen chemical signals, which they picked up by smelling one another constantly with sweeps of their antennae.
The Trailhead Colony, when all the learning and thought of its workers came together, was very smart, by insect standards — and, with the unifying power of its Queen lost and its population growth plummeting, it needed to call on that group intelligence to regain its balance.
