That’s exactly how I felt while photographing this scene at night. Scary things just come to mind – a hooded gangster lurking in the dark, things falling from the upper floors, an ambush in the dark, a dead end with nowhere to run. 🙂 In fairness, it was a peaceful neighborhood and my migrant friends who live in the area didn’t have complaints about security. Thanks, disperser…
I was wondering what causes that feeling, David. I guess it’s the combination of a narrow street with very tall buildings on both sides which seem like they are about to collapse on you! 🙂
I always “rejoice” when I see a note in my email that you’ve posted because you we’re one of the first … Possibly THE first to notice my blog … And I am eternally grateful (OK perhaps hyperbole).
I like the towering prospective of this image.
Never stop your blog as I enjoy it and learn from your work.
Hello, Mona. I’m glad I was one of the first to visit your blog because you’ve become one of my constant sources of encouragement — thanks! Also glad to know that you’re looking forward to my posts. At least I know that my efforts aren’t wasted. Cheers!
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Love the effects here, the colour filter, the white balance, the angle and perspective – everything is perfect in the composition and rendering of this photo for the scene. Love it!
You’ve processed this shot in such a dramatic way, Jessie! All the windows remind me of the advent calendars in Europe that one has during Christmas time. (You peel back a window each day to reveal a sweet treat.)
I like the ambiance of this one very much. I don’t get an ominous feeling about it. “Quiet anticipation” better describes my reaction. We know that sleeping hordes are sealed off in catacombs of the living behind those walls. You’ve presented the scene in the perfect tones for the place along with the perfect perspective to make just that statement.
Hello, George. I really like your commentaries. They make me feel like you thought of the concept and I just converted it into an image. 🙂 Thanks a lot!
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Jessie Ponce
The drag of endless mental work in a strange land takes its toll. Fatigue can kill so petty escapades provide hopeful deviations from the brewing madness. An aging DSLR keeps good company to a walk around the neighbourhood, a short drive to a scenic place, or a silent recollection in a quiet nook granting that the host community and the elements of nature would allow one a safe passage to solitude and contemplation. Loneliness quickly turns to joy when something exciting gets captured by the cam’s shutter then set free into the laptop’s screen followed by electric words that rush from the fingers to the keyboard in an effort to describe the moment. Alas, the brain is alive once again!
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Looks ominous . . .
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That’s exactly how I felt while photographing this scene at night. Scary things just come to mind – a hooded gangster lurking in the dark, things falling from the upper floors, an ambush in the dark, a dead end with nowhere to run. 🙂 In fairness, it was a peaceful neighborhood and my migrant friends who live in the area didn’t have complaints about security. Thanks, disperser…
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The title is so apt Jessie. I,m feeling clostrophobic!! 🙂
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I was wondering what causes that feeling, David. I guess it’s the combination of a narrow street with very tall buildings on both sides which seem like they are about to collapse on you! 🙂
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Wouldn’t like to walk there alone *smile – great shot. AGAIN!
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🙂 No, especially if you are a stranger in the place. Thanks, viveka.
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I always “rejoice” when I see a note in my email that you’ve posted because you we’re one of the first … Possibly THE first to notice my blog … And I am eternally grateful (OK perhaps hyperbole).
I like the towering prospective of this image.
Never stop your blog as I enjoy it and learn from your work.
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Hello, Mona. I’m glad I was one of the first to visit your blog because you’ve become one of my constant sources of encouragement — thanks! Also glad to know that you’re looking forward to my posts. At least I know that my efforts aren’t wasted. Cheers!
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Same to you!
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Wow, a little intimidating.
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Yes, it can be intimidating to walk alone into that dark alley ahead. 🙂 Thanks, Sandra.
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Wahoo. Great pix – I do get a rush of claustrophobia though!
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Yeah, wahoo!!! 🙂 Thanks, Annie!
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Love the effects here, the colour filter, the white balance, the angle and perspective – everything is perfect in the composition and rendering of this photo for the scene. Love it!
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Thanks a lot!
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I really like the feeling of depth on this one. Brilliant shot.
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Thank you, Carlos.
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You’ve processed this shot in such a dramatic way, Jessie! All the windows remind me of the advent calendars in Europe that one has during Christmas time. (You peel back a window each day to reveal a sweet treat.)
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Hmm.. that’s something new to me. At least there’s something good to look forward to behind each window.
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🙂
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I like the ambiance of this one very much. I don’t get an ominous feeling about it. “Quiet anticipation” better describes my reaction. We know that sleeping hordes are sealed off in catacombs of the living behind those walls. You’ve presented the scene in the perfect tones for the place along with the perfect perspective to make just that statement.
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Hello, George. I really like your commentaries. They make me feel like you thought of the concept and I just converted it into an image. 🙂 Thanks a lot!
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