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Broken Are Bonds We Forged in Life
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Great shot, albeit blurry. The red at the center of the grave is striking – what is that from?
A very dramatic image, with lots of story potential. Did you shoop in that red color, or was it there already? Creepy if so. Nicely composed overall, though the sides are a bit tight. A mid to upper tier shot.
I don't know jack shit about photography, so I'll just say that I think it was a great decision to pull out your camera and snap this when you saw it. I also like the perspective that you took the photo at; it gives the piece some nice, pleasing angles and introduces a cant that compliments the direction of the fallen tombstone. Cool stuff!
An interesting, thoughtful shot. It's cropped perfectly, though I may have liked a different angle. I like low shots, and we could have had more graves that way.
I'm kind of disappointed that no authors went with a story discussing the sizes of people's graves vs. the sizes of their coffins (the former often ranging widely, the latter being more consistent). Or something like that.
But I guess that would be a meditation, and nobody likes those.
This picture makes me want to meditate.
I'm kind of disappointed that no authors went with a story discussing the sizes of people's graves vs. the sizes of their coffins (the former often ranging widely, the latter being more consistent). Or something like that.
But I guess that would be a meditation, and nobody likes those.
This picture makes me want to meditate.
>>Dubs_Rewatcher, >>Bachiavellian, >>Miller Minus
Broken Bonds
I live within walking distance of two graveyards. Sometimes I go for a walk in the larger one to seek out story ideas. So it was that after Thanksgiving, with time running out and only one decent idea, I set forth again to commune with the dead.
I took some shots of a neat rocky crevice with some moss in it (which might have made a good companion piece for Alamo II), then starting taking shots of gravestones. Since most of the stones are old, I felt I would be able to find one discolored with age or moss, and thus prompt-worthy.
My search ended when I found this one. A good thing, since it was getting colder and the sunlight was fading.
The low lighting conditions probably contributed to the blurriness of the photo. By the time I found out it wasn’t high def, it was too dark to go back and take another shot. I cropped and corrected the levels in Photoshop but the image is otherwise untouched.
The red inside the gravestone base is a mystery. My guess is that it’s a hollow that collects rainwater, and falling leaves have soaked in that water over many, many autumns, leaving their tannins behind to stain the stone.
Thank you all for your great comments!
Broken Bonds
I live within walking distance of two graveyards. Sometimes I go for a walk in the larger one to seek out story ideas. So it was that after Thanksgiving, with time running out and only one decent idea, I set forth again to commune with the dead.
I took some shots of a neat rocky crevice with some moss in it (which might have made a good companion piece for Alamo II), then starting taking shots of gravestones. Since most of the stones are old, I felt I would be able to find one discolored with age or moss, and thus prompt-worthy.
My search ended when I found this one. A good thing, since it was getting colder and the sunlight was fading.
The low lighting conditions probably contributed to the blurriness of the photo. By the time I found out it wasn’t high def, it was too dark to go back and take another shot. I cropped and corrected the levels in Photoshop but the image is otherwise untouched.
The red inside the gravestone base is a mystery. My guess is that it’s a hollow that collects rainwater, and falling leaves have soaked in that water over many, many autumns, leaving their tannins behind to stain the stone.
Thank you all for your great comments!