Thank you! My camera has troubles with red spectrum and I can get upset that an image doesn’t provoke what I saw and how that made me feel. I decided to stop being childish over it and to play with it. I am glad for your word atmosphere that is what I wanted to get across, though, as I turn my head and I look at it again, I cannot smell the damp and husky morning garden across the street. I cannot share the dusky dusty leftover rain scented porch lattices–all scents that tell a person the temperature and adornment of a day that yank one’s memories to like days and weave a story.
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Great work!
Thank you!
Beautiful detail, Elisa, and a wonderful sense of atmosphere.
Thank you! My camera has troubles with red spectrum and I can get upset that an image doesn’t provoke what I saw and how that made me feel. I decided to stop being childish over it and to play with it. I am glad for your word atmosphere that is what I wanted to get across, though, as I turn my head and I look at it again, I cannot smell the damp and husky morning garden across the street. I cannot share the dusky dusty leftover rain scented porch lattices–all scents that tell a person the temperature and adornment of a day that yank one’s memories to like days and weave a story.
A wonderful piece with a great title.