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This description is for the "the one I really like. a singular experience" group. I've chosen to post this photo to the group because I think it's one of the best photos I've ever taken. It was a spur of the moment thing. I had taken my son and daughter to a park on Bellingham Bay in the late afternoon and they were both near the water looking for interesting rocks. I caught my son during that with the water behind him. I was thrilled with the photo and posted it to Flickr shortly afterward. My wife only saw it for the first time just a couple weeks ago, and she stopped what she was doing, approached the computer with a look of shock on her face. She stared at it for a moment and said, "You took that? You really took that? He's beautiful. It's perfect! It's just so... him!" Probably the best compliment I've gotten on a photo ever.
Aesthetically, what I really love about this image is the vague yin and yang with my son's silhouette and the dark part below balancing the bright part. Probably the best use of negative space in any of my photos.
*sings in Mulan*
When the day had come for him to finally see the outside world he ventured back into the small bathroom. He had to see it now. Slowly he reched out and tucked on the towel covering the mirror. He stared. Stared and stared at his own reflection, dropping the towel to the ground.
His face. He reached up towards it. It was gone. It was just gone. He had felt it but he had never dared to actually look at it and see how bad it was. Where once was a thick black beard now only hung a few strands of white hair barely resembling a beard. Where once his nose was, was now a hole. A black deep hole. He looked like he had been dead for a long, long time.
Tears ran down the red, peeled skin that stretched over pointy cheekbones.
Maybe, he thought- it was better this way. Better that Sophie and the Baby were still in that Cryopod. Sleeping the reality away.
They would've been scared of him! Hell, he was scared of himself.
He looked like a monster, like something from a movie or Video game but now. It was all a harsh reality.
The mirror shattered into a thousand pieces when his exposed knuckles hit the glass, cutting deep into his flesh as he screamed in agony and pain, his lonely voice echoing from the tiled walls of the underground Laboratory . He sank down to his knees, sobbing, crying...Nothing in this world would ever be the same. And as he looked down, reaching for a shard of mirror, lifting it up , looking at his reflection once more, he suddenly realized that he was, in fact, all alone now.
Early morning reflections at Burrator reservoir after the rain had cleared. The sun was generating some lovely surface mist on the water. Thanks for looking :-)
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A long exposure on a miserable day in south-east Iceland. There was a moment of contrast in the clouds while the lagoon was still; within minutes it was windy and the contrast had gone.
we were told to remove or cover our shoes and went into a room covered in mirrors and that room led to this one.
Done for the group Macro Mondays. Theme for Monday, June 15: Reflections.
This is one of my full geocache logsheets that I have changed out. I thought the curves, lines, and textures made for an interesting macro, and reflected makes it that times two. :) Happy Macro Monday!
One of the the first shots I took up at Bambrough on our recent visit. I wanted to capture the reflections and lights which appeared in the wet sand, as the tide receded.
One of those everyday moments. Impressive reflections of the waterfront of Aarhus. Interesting with the strong lines of the building against the blurry lines of the reflections. Also (almost) identical fabric of the woman's clothing and the clothing in the upper left corner.
Happy Window Wednesday! These windows are in a large, fairly new abandoned house close to my new home. It sits up on an elevated lot with some views. Don't know anything about it except that vandals have been at work as you can see from this image.
Reflection. Yosemite, California. As we were driving around the park, we stumbled upon this lake, on our way from the west. The day after, we came back to take some pics, and I managed to take a bath. Go see Clémence's version!
A short drive from Sedona is Cathedral Rock which offers a wonderful opportunity to hike along a river and views of the majestic formation. This was my second attempt (the first one in 2012) to take a shot of the reflection of the Cathedral Rock at sunset
With a little luck, you can photograph beautiful reflections on the Vestrahorn. It has been my dream for a long time to photograph a reflection of the northern lights there. So far I've never been lucky: when I was at Vestrahorn, it was either cloudy or there were simply no northern lights. This time I was at least a little lucky: there were northern lights (albeit weak ones) and the sand was so icy that there was a reflection. An increase would now be a completely snow-covered mountain (that was the case the next day, but then it was also cloudy) and more active northern lights, who also dance ... The culmination of it all would be a full moon, the brightens the landscape more. But you should to have goals...