Just one comment on this fascinating inner landscape, so I'm drawn out, still dreaming, of my cave. The bridge rises, let's us peer at the workings behind the stolid visage. Beyond the philosophical complexity is the artistry of the image, all the delicate intersections. His eyeglasses alone are a marvel, functioning as windows and riverfront, or oceanfront, as the earpiece angles, then melts, into the city. His left lens is subtly unbounded. How beautifully his cheek merges with the water. The vegetation above his right ear acts as a vignette, herding us within. Etc. And the muted palette is quite satisfying, as is the overall texturing. A tour de force.
One of my top three, with an 8. My miserly mood was a disservice, sorry, and I'd like to asterisk this as a 10, and at least welcome it among my favorites. |