Wilbur
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Comment by posthumous:
I loved this, thought it was alive, gave it a 7 and thought I'd come back to it, spend more time with it, keep bumping it up, but this is just another friend I lost touch with. My mistake.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
by ubique

Comment by jomari:
It almost looks like a ghost. So sad that the future looks grim. If elephants had lived in xxxx I wonder how many would still be there?

nightmare
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Comment by tnun:
I'll hate myself in the morning, BUT the hyena conjures such mixed feelings: is he/she part of us or something so on the edge that we resent and fear whatever edge it may have. I ramble. I remember a novel set in or near Ethiopia/Abyssinia where it was the duty of a certain townsman to feed the hyenas at the periphery; if not ... Yes, the hyena needed meat, but he also took care of the garbage. The important thing is that this arrangement was part of a system which woe betide he/she who failed it and everyone else... The first I knew of hyenas - born in the USA well before the presidency of the current hyena - was the phrase "laughing hyena." Laughing. Sort of. Maybe one day I would know more.

Wilbur
by ubique

Comment by cutout:
nice face 9

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by RKT:
They are one of my most admired animals. I know there is fierceness, but it is their tenderness that gets me. It distresses me that anyone could treat them poorly, for any reason. You are lucky to have them so close at hand.( These are WAY more interesting than a turkey...WAY WAY more.)

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by MAK:
Lovely, really like it.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by Ecce_Signum:
Thst small thorny twig by the eye looks like a scar so adds do the already emotive image. This makes me sad.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by Germaine:
Ombré shot. Well done, especially the shading into gray on the elephant's face.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by mariuca:
Eyes half closed, ruminating at the death of kings - (paraphrasing Shakespeare).

The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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Comment by nam:
They always look old and tired, even when they are not. I like the way this square is made up of triangles of light and dark. The shadow is supporting his head.