Mid January 2010; shortly before 6:30 a.m. Sunlight slipped under heavy cloud, slid across the hills and vanished.
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4 comments:
What a strange-feeling image. My eye just can't seem to rest anywhere, and there is a sense of impending danger. The vast shadow of hills behind seem so foreboding that I can't look at them for long.
For some reason I expect to see, I don't know, Prospero, maybe, step out to give his final soliloquy ... "Now my charms are overthrown, and what strength I have's my own ... which is most faint now, 'tis true ..."
Miguel, Barbara — I agree; for me this photo does have a kind of eeriness to it: something elegiac and not altogether friendly.
I've come back to this photo quite a few times, trying to figure out what it is... The more I think about it the more it seems that if you were going to try to depict the approach to Mordor, this would be just what you'd expect. Not the craggy violence of the movie, but this, something vast and impersonal beyond our comfort with ourselves.
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