Photographs: Invasion of Sicily, July and August, 1943 (4)
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A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
9 comments:
I like the drama of a photo like this. The wires add reality to an ethereal vista.
The horizontal lines add to the serenity of the photo.
Know what you mean. I always used to avoid things like that, or at the very least, crop it out. But reality has finally caught up to me.
Know what you mean. I always used to avoid things like that, or at the very least, crop it out. But reality has finally caught up to me.
Or I to it.
The wires add to that beautiful silhouette.
And here's my twisted prairie girl perspective: my first thought is "someone should prune that tree with the wires running through it". Heh heh.
I'm in the countryside (nearly!), so it's only ever one or two wires in the shot (though I try to avoid them) so they're often annoying! Your picture works though because there's so many of them and they're silhouetted :) Nice one.
during the little house on the prairie days this was not a problem. Than again they did not have small cameras, and walking down the street meant you had to dodge the horse manure. I can't decide
if its harder to scape poo off my shoe or to learn photoshop to scrub wires from my pics
Happens to me all the time. Not just power lines, but things that I think are too far away to be a factor, only to find out that the compression you get through a long lens makes then... a factor. In one case, back in my film days, I shot what would have been a near perfect outdoor portrait... except for the tree growing out of the subject's head.
It happens.
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