tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post3909681128252831056..comments2023-12-30T05:41:12.280+13:00Comments on The Ruins of the Moment: The Thinker, Barda Hillspohanginapetehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-72799537839369067702008-11-05T23:11:00.000+13:002008-11-05T23:11:00.000+13:00Thanks Avus. Often it's the direct gaze that gives...Thanks Avus. Often it's the direct gaze that gives a photo power, but sometimes, as in this, a direct gaze would give it an entirely different feel.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-87393324092742252672008-11-04T23:21:00.000+13:002008-11-04T23:21:00.000+13:00Those eyes and eyebrows! One is centred and held b...Those eyes and eyebrows! One is centred and held by them.<BR/>What perception to have caught him at that micro-moment.Avushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16512540148378201058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-74736293190297349112008-11-03T22:26:00.000+13:002008-11-03T22:26:00.000+13:00RR, Yes, I trust (or at least hope) the photos got...RR, Yes, I trust (or at least hope) the photos got back to the people. I burned a CD of photos when I got to Udaipur, and posted it a week or so later to the photographer friend who was going to print them and send them on. But, I'd love to return and distribute the photos in person. Maybe one day...pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-90962748520856003492008-11-03T21:09:00.000+13:002008-11-03T21:09:00.000+13:00Is there any chance that this lovely portrait may,...Is there any chance that this lovely portrait may, one day, be seen by its subject and his family? I hope you still have Indian contacts which might make this possible.Relatively Retiringhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648407316162715318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-38369908655472259702008-11-03T20:01:00.000+13:002008-11-03T20:01:00.000+13:00Thanks Michael. Actually, the light was terrible —...Thanks Michael. Actually, the light was terrible — extremely bright and contrasty. Although the people were under the dappled shade of a few thin trees, I had to work hard to get backgrounds that wouldn't blow out into pure white nothing. (No elephant, BTW — just very out-of-focus scrub and dust).<BR/><BR/>Thanks Emma! :^)pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-49824653955703801862008-11-03T18:06:00.000+13:002008-11-03T18:06:00.000+13:00Stunning, in every sense of the word.Stunning, in every sense of the word.Emmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06193158939182430887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-19524187839586207972008-11-03T15:52:00.000+13:002008-11-03T15:52:00.000+13:00Again, texture I could touch. And the light on (th...Again, texture I could touch. And the light on (the elephant?). Too perfect. Gentle almost. Great portrait of "boy."michael.offworldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06288740006736803513noreply@blogger.com