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yesterday was time ago

yesterday was time ago
Photo Information
Copyright: Gundega Dege (sundew) (3759)
Genre: People
Medium: Black & White
Date Taken: 2006-08-11
Categories: Mood
Camera: Olympus E300
Photo Version: Original Version
Date Submitted: 2006-09-21 7:12
Viewed: 1682
Points: 10
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Hi Gundega,
This is very beautiful! I like the old texture of this and you did a great job with lightning and composition. This title is much appropriated. Thanks,

Güzel bir çalışma. Tarihten günümüze kadar bütün güçlükleri aşarak gelmiş bir kadın figürü gibi duruyor. Ama ne ben üzerinde oynanmış fotoğraflara asla puan vermem. Bu çalışmanıza puan vermemdeki neden, fikir olarak güzel bir çalışma olmuş. Bir ilk gibi duruyor. Tebrikler


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  • weled Silver Star Critiquer [C: 19 W: 3 N: 1] (166)
  • [2006-09-21 12:44]

Fotoğrafda mekan ve model güzel olunca sonuçta güzel olumuş...
Özellikle modeliniz çok hoş,açı ve duruş çok hoşuma gitti.Birde üstüne eskitme yapmanız çekiciliğini arttırmış.
Ama açıkcası ben eskitilmemiş versiyonunu merak ettim.

Ellerinize sağlık

Superb oldtime effect, I love your model and the very sensual nude, bravo, as usual your style is unmisable. Great work.


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  • kclai Silver Star Critiquer [C: 45 W: 0 N: 0] (0)
  • [2006-09-25 2:18]

Hi Gundega
You have created such nostaglua shot which reflected the bygone era color scheme, which is perfectly blended with the model. The expression from the model is excellent, creating a moody mood.
And finally the scratches on the background finished the image with an oomph.
Cheers an good day.
Eric Lai

  • Torelli Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Note Writer [C: 92 W: 1 N: 70] (630)
  • [2007-09-19 18:03]

"The day, whitish and stormy during the morning, shy copper returned between the clouds, spent the evening. It was smelling to wetted. To watery land. It was not traversing any breeze. The trees were resting calm after having faced the forceful and furious wind of the tempest. The birds already were daring to flutter for the reddish tiles of the houses without worry. And in spite of the fact that the fall of the morning was beautiful, I could not allow feeling sad, melancholy, tired,taciturn ... faded as a flower in winter. Alone. Very alone."
(Lady Starnard - Immortal history,S.T.07.03.2004)

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