In all honesty I have fallen out of love with photography, particularly of the human form. I've seen it all before, or so I thought.
trauma. brings the reader trawling through DA to a unexpected halt. At first the eyes create a state of paralysis, which is broken only by a overwhelming need, a want for more. Desire to soak in this piece leaves a debt that can not be paid solely by drowning in the model's eyes.
Reds stand vibrant in stark contrast to the pale skin. Brown eyes barely need the extra attention from the ring of black and gold. Pale lips lie pale in comparison, or the would if they were not a harbour for raw desire and connectivity. What stories could they tell or create.
I know not what the artist intended but only what I see. Although the title and composition of this piece proclaim trauma I find myself finding hope and defiance simmering behind a powerful and turbulent surface.
There is something haunting about the eyes. The fact that the composition alone is with a few colors makes the photograph stand out even more. What is interesting is the expression, it hints alongside the realm of pain but also it holds a sense of surprise. Maybe it's just me, but it's almost shocking.
Well done! I'll say it again but the eyes really pop out, I wish that I could take photographs of someone's eyes like that, crystal clear, like a ghost behind a whisper within a lucid dream. Spooky!!!!!!!!
I hope to see more work from you within our community! Great job! Amazing!
There really is something about the expression and the eyes in this one. It's like a look of confusion after realizing you just did something irreparably horrible for the first time. The messy clown make up makes the effect a little more jarring. I've been impressed by all your work so far but I think this one is probably my favorite. Great job!
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Wish I was cold as stone, Then I wouldn't feel afraid. Wish I didn't have this heart, Then I wouldn't know the sting of the rain. I could stand strong and still, Watching you walk away. I wouldn't hurt like this, Or feel so all alone.
trauma. brings the reader trawling through DA to a unexpected halt. At first the eyes create a state of paralysis, which is broken only by a overwhelming need, a want for more. Desire to soak in this piece leaves a debt that can not be paid solely by drowning in the model's eyes.
Reds stand vibrant in stark contrast to the pale skin. Brown eyes barely need the extra attention from the ring of black and gold. Pale lips lie pale in comparison, or the would if they were not a harbour for raw desire and connectivity. What stories could they tell or create.
I know not what the artist intended but only what I see. Although the title and composition of this piece proclaim trauma I find myself finding hope and defiance simmering behind a powerful and turbulent surface.
Well done! I'll say it again but the eyes really pop out, I wish that I could take photographs of someone's eyes like that, crystal clear, like a ghost behind a whisper within a lucid dream. Spooky!!!!!!!!
I hope to see more work from you within our community! Great job! Amazing!
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