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No matter if you’re born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn ’tween joy and sorrow,
So my fantasy
Becomes reality,
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall.
Dead rose, beautiful lines.
[Sony a350, Sigma 105, f/3.5, 1 sec, ISO-100; Converted in LR3]
My grandfather was a serious amateur photographer in the ’20s and ’30s, leaving me a legacy of stereoscopic pictures and equipment. The bug passed through the genes to my father and to me. I started taking pictures seriously when I was 11 and I spent most of my teenage years in and out of the darkroom. University, work and kids put photography on pause but my first digital camera in 2006 re-kindled my interest. RB has given me a vehicle for sharing my work and for learning so much.
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Beautiful shot my friend!
Thanks Nath :-)
– George Parapadakis (monocotylidono)
Aspect from the coloured roses?
I admire these shots all the more as I can never seem to see these magic details – well seen and taken.
Yes, but not the rainbow one. I had fun with the whole bouquet! You’ll see more… :-)
– George Parapadakis (monocotylidono)
I was hoping for a Shakespeare quote with this. Oh well, I’ll have to make do with S&G.
Nah… no thorns ;-) Thanks Stefan
– George Parapadakis (monocotylidono)
I like the focused line formation and the dream-like aspect of the rest.
Love this selective focus, George. The veins and delicacy of the petals look superb. (Can’t play S&G: The darn proxy thingambob my spouse added to our firewall prevents it. Trapped in my own house.)
Beautiful George :)