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| 01/06/2009 06:30:12 PM |
Sunkissedby JutildaComment by cgino: Mackenzie is adorable as always of course, but that sunlit, flowing hair is fabulous! I can see why this would be a new favorite, it is precious. |
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| 01/06/2009 12:18:27 PM |
Sunkissedby JutildaComment by ErinM: What a photogenic child! You have quite the knack for capturing such wonderfully unposed shots of her, Judy. |
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| 01/06/2009 11:32:41 AM |
Sunkissedby JutildaComment by crissya: Great photo, I really like the way your photo came out with her hair blowing, and your effects really do compliment this pretty little lady! |
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| 01/06/2009 10:54:56 AM |
Sunkissedby JutildaComment by shalrath: Yes, yes, and yes again. Perfect washed out feel. This Color Efex is something I may have to look into. Wonderful moments you're capturing here! |
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| 01/06/2009 10:53:43 AM |
her handby JutildaComment by shalrath: Hey, Judy! Welcome aboard! It's great to be in one of these with you again. Love this shot, feels like badly processed old film. Wish I had your skilz. |
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| 01/05/2009 03:16:41 AM |
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| 01/04/2009 11:09:21 PM |
Superciliaryby JutildaComment by Dr.Confuser: Cats are HARD to photograph. I like your point of view and perspective here. Not fond of the letterbox border, however. |
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| 01/04/2009 10:54:57 PM |
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| 01/04/2009 08:29:37 PM |
Superciliaryby JutildaComment by K3Master: He peeked over the edge, and a slight grin emerged in his eyes. A clever grin, a hungry grin, an evil grin. There, across the room, was his prey, and it hadn't noticed him. Not yet.
Slowly, muscles tensing, he began to creep over the edge, paw over paw, inch by inch, tail twitching for balance. His prey remained, still unaware, and his grin expanded.
Like a shadow in the darkness, he advanced. Ever so slowly, as if he wasn't moving at all. Patience in the hunt, creeping silently, onward towards the unsuspecting.
Then, without warning, he pounced, screeching and hissing in the air in a vain attempt to give his victim a fighting chance. It was futile, of course. His was a mastery. He was an instrument of death and destruction. He was like lightning and quicksilver, and the Yarn Ball's existence was ended in tragedy and horror. |
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| 01/04/2009 05:55:04 PM |
Superciliaryby JutildaComment by bauerfan71: He looks so mischeivous! I love this. Great focus on the eyes, fading to blurred tips of the years. 8! |
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