I agree with the others about the "old master" look here -- it is as if we are looking back into time at her. You make us work, as usual, to pierce the darkness of this image, but once we enter it, it becomes indelible. (The only jarring note for me is the disoriented background -- the tilt does not go with the time. You will enhance the expression of your images by using tilted frames only when such disorientation helps tell the story you are trying to tell.) Wonderful image, Ana.
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07-Dec-2005 18:43
Even with my eyes closed I could taste your prescence.Hidden in a dreamy veil parted by a failing fading glimmer draped from our window's shadow.My breath brimming with yearning to draw you away from the wrapped moth shadows.To inhale you,perfume and all.Closer.Your sweet aroma an irresistable opiate of dark silken midnight chocolate.Tingling my lips with electricity as if kissed by Nirvana.My perspiring eagerness firing every nerve out of control.Unable to wait for your honey to melt slow ecstacy within an embrace of dove whisper coos and feathery sighs.
The mood draws me in and I imagine what thoughts are rambling around at the "late hour". As Robin Mitchell recently commented on an image, this is one of those were we each bring our OWN story to the image. WELL DONE!--Rene
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