'BLACK,WHITE AND GRAY'This a memento what stays in giddy cupola.The moment elapses speedly and memorablilia just stay...I'not istead of him,I don;t know the eyese's that standed behind the camera and snaped this moment what was his feeling but according to the color of photo its space and elements,something is felt.This is an irainian view in an aboroad of irainian architecture in a vertical rectangularframe.Perhaps a meson what is the moment of a foreign structure with embowed and high celling,many pillars and arkswhat is imbued irainian architecture but I don't know when I saw it,why I've an immigrant feeling. I imagine that the round celling and its texture can be the incarnation of an earth that it's possible to be a life in it.I see some scuttles in advers what put as a stairway,from small to big,dark to bright.The sequel scuttles open face to God,maybe they grant the life sence to the distant,numby and rusty space or perhaps they can be the lungs of the alone,recluse and wistful grimalkin who sits ithe left corner.Yeah,I can intone her hopeful glance,I can see her numby smile.Maybe she croons some pains"COME TO ME,I'M ALONE,I'VE A IMMIGRANT FEELING,I'M WISTFUL..." The elderly woman in the downest corner and rusty mason define eachother or perhaps live together...But a point what attracts me is grimalkin demission in a awful structure with high celling,I think it can be sign that the sanctuary of woman is scorned in the society.Anyway being opened scuttles far from the grimalkin and near the dark slackers,perhaps they're signs,she has to move,there is still a life,she should depart until arrive to the place where should...I imagine the seat of old woman maybe a praye altar ror veneraition of her pounstaking hands,IS it justice that she is left lonely and wistful?!All in all the photographer can say his purpose with choosing appropriate color and grimalkin in the space.He implyed equiblibrium what should be always in the life by selecting polar and vertical rectangular frame.The ohoto is dark to some extent what can be a swoon in photometer.The color isn't sharp.In result he could adjust the photometer how the light reflection was registered in the middle of down part and it became soft but he selected appropriate diaphragm to registerthe wall texture and grimalkin'scarf.Anyway I think that photogapher set something such as old woman,opend scuttles first and then snap the moment.
This a memento what stays in giddy cupola.The moment elapses speedly and memorablilia just stay...I'not istead of him,I don;t know the eyese's that standed behind the camera and snaped this moment what was his feeling but according to the color of photo its space and elements,something is felt.This is an irainian view in an aboroad of irainian architecture in a vertical rectangularframe.Perhaps a meson what is the moment of a foreign structure with embowed and high celling,many pillars and arkswhat is imbued irainian architecture but I don't know when I saw it,why I've an immigrant feeling. I imagine that the round celling and its texture can be the incarnation of an earth that it's possible to be a life in it.I see some scuttles in advers what put as a stairway,from small to big,dark to bright.The sequel scuttles open face to God,maybe they grant the life sence to the distant,numby and rusty space or perhaps they can be the lungs of the alone,recluse and wistful grimalkin who sits ithe left corner.Yeah,I can intone her hopeful glance,I can see her numby smile.Maybe she croons some pains"COME TO ME,I'M ALONE,I'VE A IMMIGRANT FEELING,I'M WISTFUL..." The elderly woman in the downest corner and rusty mason define eachother or perhaps live together...But a point what attracts me is grimalkin demission in a awful structure with high celling,I think it can be sign that the sanctuary of woman is scorned in the society.Anyway being opened scuttles far from the grimalkin and near the dark slackers,perhaps they're signs,she has to move,there is still a life,she should depart until arrive to the place where should...I imagine the seat of old woman maybe a praye altar ror veneraition of her pounstaking hands,IS it justice that she is left lonely and wistful?!All in all the photographer can say his purpose with choosing appropriate color and grimalkin in the space.He implyed equiblibrium what should be always in the life by selecting polar and vertical rectangular frame.The ohoto is dark to some extent what can be a swoon in photometer.The color isn't sharp.In result he could adjust the photometer how the light reflection was registered in the middle of down part and it became soft but he selected appropriate diaphragm to registerthe wall texture and grimalkin'scarf.Anyway I think that photogapher set something such as old woman,opend scuttles first and then snap the moment.
Once upon a time she was......I think, by the way she look, that she were flattered in her heart that you gave the great attention.. Wonderful capture..The deep toning, the lighting, the varied textures contrasting with the strange of the woman's looking are all supreme, Saeed.. Your 'about' is quite wise words.. Warm regards and hugs. parehan
And so no one wins...true words, and sometimes neither can help it, we have to change the way we think and see things. Excellent image dear Saeed, I really love it, first the tones grab me and then to see the lonely woman perfectly placed within the frame really grabbed me. I like the depth, it almost seems 3D...beautifully done...:) :)
The B&W with its contrasts and the simplicity of the event along with the women's concentration, stand out as important here. Great job Saeed,regards..riny
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