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Response to The Unexpected (Response #9)

Uploaded 302 Days Ago by pete - 16 comments


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Beamer said 302 days ago:

Wish the kid's face was a little more visible out the eye. This is a very relevant subject. Nice find.

pete said 302 days ago:

thanks m8 :)

yeh, this was totally unplanned, just about to delete this on camera when it happened, but for some reason thought better of it.. glad i did :)

(this is in Krakow, Poland, incase anyone cares)

flipthom said 302 days ago:

Oh my...that is unexpected. I would expect an eyeball...not an entirely different person!

Very nice capture.

kyla said 302 days ago:

I am curious as to why you didn't rotate this shot- otherwise it is really good.

winetou said 302 days ago:

he he he this is nice

stolenlife said 302 days ago:

Its a good shot, but lacks impact

zorilla said 301 days ago:

I like this and will like it a whole lot more iof you can confirm you haven't rotated the image.

pete said 301 days ago:

because this head is on its side :P

Ana said 301 days ago:

Very wonderful and unique shot!

mooch said 301 days ago:

Excellent composition let down by the exposure.

Dave_Mac said 301 days ago:

Looks like a cozy hideout! Fun shot!

warreagle said 301 days ago:

peek a boo!

pete said 301 days ago:

@zorilla
@Kyla

http://www.flickr.com/photos/punkrockpete/1541201837/in/set-72157602099281617/

shonacole said 300 days ago:

very cool, I had to look around the photo to see what it was when I first saw it, so that pretty much wins high marks for relevance. Made me think of that Percy Bysshe Shelley poem, 'Ozymandias'

shonacole said 300 days ago:

This poem:

Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

pete said 300 days ago:

wow.. thanks alot Shonacole :D

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