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01/12/2009 10:35:26 PM |
Nice toning - she appears to be in the act of turning her head to greet you. |
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01/12/2009 05:23:24 PM |
Horses are my favourite LB subject. I think they like it! What I like about this shot is the way it has been made less static. There's something going on. Much more interesting. |
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01/12/2009 10:02:50 AM |
Brrrrr. Great control of the sweet spot. Good b&w conversion. |
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01/11/2009 11:21:36 PM |
Lovely tone, man that scene looks cold but your horse doesn't, ginger's built for this stuff! |
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01/11/2009 08:47:00 PM |
That is one cute fuzzy horse! As always, the conversion is beautiful and sweet spot nailed. |
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01/11/2009 04:37:26 PM |
Originally posted by tph1: Kind of looks like a Belgian, but the face is different? Great perspective on this photo! |
lol, the only Belgian that springs to my mind is Poirot and guess he'd rather be called a Frenchman than a horse!
Great sweet spot and if it wasn't for that dollop of snow on the post I'd have preferred no fence, as is its wonderful.
*wanders off to put on another sweater* |
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01/11/2009 02:56:11 PM |
Kind of looks like a Belgian, but the face is different? Great perspective on this photo! |
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01/10/2009 06:24:06 PM |
I'm cold just looking at it. I think the lens effect gives it that cold feeling. |
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01/10/2009 03:22:04 PM |
BRILLIANT sweet spot! Great tones. |
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01/10/2009 10:14:25 AM |
You know that I must quote the famous Robert Frost poem don't you?
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE your horsey shot~~ :~) |
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