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The tripod legs make him resemble a wood carrier. I saw this panting in the Wadsworth Atheneum in Hartford.
AN OLD MAN was employed in cutting wood in the forest, and, in carrying the faggots to the city for sale one day, became very wearied with his long journey. He sat down by the wayside, and throwing down his load, besought "Death" to come. "Death" immediately appeared in answer to his summons and asked for what reason he had called him. The Old Man hurriedly replied, "That, lifting up the load, you may place it again upon my shoulders." Aesop
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this is a nice capture and makes an interesting shot with the shadow accross the poster, The poster is however some one elses art so to be successful you must somehow change the way we are seeing it and while your close here I dont think its quite there. The composition and dynamics are all very good
John aka bosjohn21
First off: Are you complaining that she does not have a lovely bunch of coconuts?
And what's wrong with what you had in front of you and a 60th?....it's all there for a great pan.
(don't you just hate people that come up with the "making lemonade from lemons" line?)
All in jest..
That guys look/smile ruins it. Everyone else offers a great supporting performance to the woman. He is the only one that makes the costume an oddity and brings the presence of the camera into being.
Everything you have done here is great imo,...and you were robbed.
Great job on the descriptive title - Glad you liked the 'lioness'.
The sun made my life miserable that morning - most of the time. The sun was more cooperative and helpful for other shots, like this one...
I sense great vulnerability. A man-child crying out for love. An innocent orphan in the post-modern world.
I see a parasite. A sexually depraved miscreant who is seeking only to gratify his basest and most immediate urges.
His struggle is man's struggle. He lifts my spirit.
He is a loathesome, offensive brute. Yet I can't look away.
He transcends time and space.
He sickens me.
I love it.
[Taken from a conversation between a man and woman who are looking at a portrait of Kramer (in an episode from Sienfeld), Hope you can see the humour fad]
slarti bartfast wrote:
He is the only one that makes the costume an oddity and brings the presence of the camera into being.
The guy is looking at my left side, absolute not my direction. so, less disturbing imo.
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