Chris Shanks
The Hanging Tree
Another re-edit of an image taken last year. Using silver efex pro 2 to convert to b/w and Finnish off in lightroom.
The original upload for me really made a spectacal of the fantastic light in the golden sunshine after the sun had come up.
The monochrome one i wanted to create a bit more of an atmosphere with this fantastic erie looking tree.
The title and poem below are from the hunger games but i thought added a nicely to the imagery.
If your into reading that much crap under the picture :)
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here,
No stranger would it be,
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Poem from the Hunger Games
The Hanging Tree
Another re-edit of an image taken last year. Using silver efex pro 2 to convert to b/w and Finnish off in lightroom.
The original upload for me really made a spectacal of the fantastic light in the golden sunshine after the sun had come up.
The monochrome one i wanted to create a bit more of an atmosphere with this fantastic erie looking tree.
The title and poem below are from the hunger games but i thought added a nicely to the imagery.
If your into reading that much crap under the picture :)
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here,
No stranger would it be,
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Poem from the Hunger Games