The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
January 20, 2008, 8:00:22 am - San Francisco, California
This photo was taken almost two hours before the photo in the last post. Everything I said in that post applies to this image. What I can't tell you is how I created it. I believe it's a composite using some unusual blend modes in Photoshop. However, does it really matter as to the how? We should be more interested in the emotional vs. technical side of art. How we are moved by it.
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