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12/08/2008 11:53:31 AM |
Such a wonderful study in b&w. The waves of the surf lead me right in the the waves of their plumage. Quite a chilling image, I wouldn't change a thing.
I normally give my awards out during voting but I ran out of time, my apologies. |
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12/07/2008 09:13:25 AM |
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12/06/2008 06:14:26 PM |
| I like the pattern of the repeating birds and their position in the frame. |
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12/05/2008 10:56:10 PM |
| Lucky catch. Looks great in BW. |
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12/05/2008 10:06:21 PM |
Darcie walked along the shore, whistling to herself, feeling the light breeze on her face and whispering through her hair. She loved to take walks on days like this, with the sand tickling her toes and the sounds of the sea like music to her ears.
She grinned as she saw a little plover tucking his head beneath his wing closer to the water. Even the birds were relaxing on this d...
*pop*.
She stopped dead, her sudden cease of movement kicking up a small dusting of sand. There was no way that she saw what she thought she just saw. No way. She rubbed her eyes hard and then looked again, but no, now there were two plovers where before there had been only one. But how? It didn't fly in, she'd have seen that. How did it just suddenly...
*pop*.
A little sound escaped her throat just then, a thin keening, like a kettle about to boil. In front of her eyes, a third bird winked into existence, and when it did, it made a little popping noise, not unlike a child learning to pop his cheek. Now, Darcie began to worry. She began to back away from the birds. This sort of thing did not happen. She was going insane. Too much sea air. Perhaps she'd fallen and bumped her he...
*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop**pop*pop*poppoppopopopopopopopopop*
They exploded out of nowhere, hundreds and hundreds of them winking into existence, appearing everywhere, all around her, endlessly. Darcie's last nerve snapped and she dropped to the ground on her knees, head in hands, her screams drowned out by the popping noise. Then, with a sound like a shotgun in a concrete bunker, the birds took off in unison, and scattered throughout the sky.
But Darcie did not see or hear this last departure. The unreality of it all had unraveled her mind. She remained there, on her knees, unmoving, sightless, deaf, empty. |
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12/05/2008 01:21:09 PM |
| I really wish this was a bit sharper - its a lovely composition. |
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12/05/2008 09:40:03 AM |
| Aw, they're cute. The just don't pop against the background as much as I'd like. I think if the dof were a little bit shallower, it would help. I do like the composition. |
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12/03/2008 07:52:48 PM |
| I like the composition. I hope you tossed them a crumb or two to thank them for posing so nicely. |
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12/03/2008 05:25:09 PM |
| Nice capture, I like how they are repeated |
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12/02/2008 09:49:38 PM |
| I like the three of them. and the way you've put them on the lower third line. (not voting yet) |
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