Supervisor
by Germaine

Comment:
I thought of Inspector Clouseau: "I 'ave secreted myself in zee bushes!"

X
by Zigomar

Comment:
The tones are very nice. There is a shadow on the path, but no one is casting the shadow. But I think there is a tortured face in the darkness, up above the cleft in the snow. If Michael Jackson jumps out of there, I'm running for it.

X
by Zigomar

Comment:
That Russia is a weird place, neh? All our Bblxons are marked with red lights, not green.

seep
by ErinM

Comment:
Great Galloping Lumps of Lava! That's remarkable!

by aznym

Comment:
You're working with a highly apocalyptic colour palette Az. Like you know something we don't.

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by krnodil

Comment:
I feel like I am gonna sliiiiide right into the door, as if this shot were a shallow dish. Slightly greased.

as the flame flickered....
by Ecce_Signum

Comment:
Some kind of pathology specimen? Better keep using the pills and ointment, Andi.

Bleeding Shadows
by trevytrev

Comment:
Holy Mackerel! It's very evocative ... a coastal community somewhere in the northern Indian Ocean. Something drying in the sea breeze.

Lamp
by JuliBoc

Comment:
"Nothing dramatic happened, ..."

Yes, but sometimes it's very pleasing when that (i.e. nothing dramatic) happens. I suppose it's a grownup's pleasure of some kind.

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by krnodil

Comment:
Looking at both these I am struck for the zillionth time with the fact that these pioneers were really very good at the basics. They had to be, I suppose, because basics was what they had to work with. I spent ages admiring the photographs of Eugène Atget for that reason ... the fundamentals are just so deeply satisfying and the photographs are so enduring because of it. It's the property that gives meaning to the term, "an imperishable pleasure".