On Edge
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Comment by geekssweet:
Awesome!

seeing beyond
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Comment by Kronus:
or a tear of blood

seeing beyond
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Comment by yanko:
I like this. The hood and that eye makes it all the more creepy. The image has very rich tones. Maybe a tad too dark in the technical sense but it fits the theme well here. One thing I might think about is including an object of some sort like a cross or even a photograph on the wall or him holding. Including something like that would help with the overall imagery and story.

Self Portrait
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Comment by Kronus:
Reefer Madness

Self Portrait
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Comment by yanko:
You sure you didn't take this 60 years ago? That smoke makes it look so old. I kinda like it. If you wanted to make it look even more like an old image I would get more of you in the shot or make it an oval crop. The way you cropped it here makes it feel too modern for me. :P

"I wandered lonely as a cloud" -Wordsworth
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Comment by wavelength:
Okay, here goes.

I chose this one, because it speaks to me. The clouded, misty ground obscures the way ahead, which only leads to a darkening landscape devoid of comfort. The barely discernable structure brings no comfort, as it looks to hold within things more menacing than those without. One is drawn to risk the chance for shelter from the night, but fears what might be within. Night is coming, the storm is rolling in. You are alone and soon it will be dark. The story inherent in this picture really does tell a thousand words.

On a technical note, the processing is great, the placement of things take you from person, to fence and barn, to the sky, down the branches, and back to the person. My eyes and mind keep wandering over the picture, and are constntly entertained and absorbed into it.

The effect is that I am engaged, and I must find emotions and thoughts to describe what is here in front of me. Memories come back, things I had forgotten return, things I've feard, things I've wanted, but am too afraid of wandering into the world to go find them. To grab ahold of them and make them mine. I fear what is in the darkness, as much as I know my soul yearns to step into the unknown and find what I am lacking. But there is only one way to move forward.

On Edge
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Comment by marios_geo:
Nice. Not a speciall photo, but the moment was hard

On Edge
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Comment by Melethia:
He looks kinda dead. I'm sort of ambivalent about the empty space to the right - not sure if it needs more or less.

On Edge
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Comment by Tom:
It's a little soft, but nice idea

On Edge
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Comment by SergeP:
I can't help feeling that the edge would have been better off further to the right, so as to not split the pic in half.