Una mezcla de misterio y de miedo a lo que puede contener ese envoltorio. Estéticamente, tanto las sombras como esos pliegues de la lona, contribuyen a crear una atmósfera funeraria, algo que, seguramente, solo está en nuestras mentes, y en realidad solo es un puesto de vendedor ambulante. Pero en lo más profundo de nuestro ser, donde se guardan los miedos y las obsesiones, siempre acechan pensamientos oscuros.
Después de todo,
la muerte es sólo un síntoma
de que hubo vida.
Gracias Carlos
Algunos sostienen que la fotografía capta fielmente la realidad, yo, en mi ignorancia, aún estoy tratando de saber que es eso a lo que ellos llaman realidad.
Quizás por eso me limito a fotografiar lo que siento.
Un abrazo
Thanks Resa
Many of the prohibitions born of the fear of the mysterious, the awe of the unseen, and the dread of the unknown.
But, as you well known, forbidden fruit does, of course, taste sweeter.
I’m becoming a big fan of your photography… nothing is what it seems it is… 🙂
it’s a very cinematic image… I expect someone will jump out of those wraps in a sec… 🙂
Thanks Alexandra
We each create our own reality.
Most of my photos have to do with this quote by Anaïs Nin: “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
As A kind of good bye impression. I press like because of the embedded or presented texture. it is that what makes this image so good. Though this image could fit into a series where its content is revealed. my opinion of course
LB said:
Mystery, yes! But will you provide the reveal?? 🙂
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Laurie.
It is best to let imagination run free because knowing what is under the tarpaulin will destroy the magic of the scene.
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Carlos GF - fotografía said:
Una mezcla de misterio y de miedo a lo que puede contener ese envoltorio. Estéticamente, tanto las sombras como esos pliegues de la lona, contribuyen a crear una atmósfera funeraria, algo que, seguramente, solo está en nuestras mentes, y en realidad solo es un puesto de vendedor ambulante. Pero en lo más profundo de nuestro ser, donde se guardan los miedos y las obsesiones, siempre acechan pensamientos oscuros.
Después de todo,
la muerte es sólo un síntoma
de que hubo vida.
M. Benedetti
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Abrazo
marcelo leonard said:
Gracias Carlos
Algunos sostienen que la fotografía capta fielmente la realidad, yo, en mi ignorancia, aún estoy tratando de saber que es eso a lo que ellos llaman realidad.
Quizás por eso me limito a fotografiar lo que siento.
Un abrazo
m
Resa said:
I love a good mystery! _Resa xo
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Resa
Many of the prohibitions born of the fear of the mysterious, the awe of the unseen, and the dread of the unknown.
But, as you well known, forbidden fruit does, of course, taste sweeter.
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Resa said:
Yes, it can taste very sweet if dare one dares to eat! xo
Patti Kuche said:
The sharp lines and angles are so beautifully shrouded in the shadows.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Patti
I love things shrouded in a veil of mystery and impenetrability, giving the impression of being abandoned.
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anna warren portfolio said:
Enigmatic, mysterious, atmospheric. An image that lingers.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Anna
Only from the imagination we can see the hidden faces of the things.
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elenacaravela said:
The rich values enhance the surreal quality of your brilliant image.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Elena
In the darkness even the dimmest light acts like as a beacon of hope.
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Alexandra said:
I’m becoming a big fan of your photography… nothing is what it seems it is… 🙂
it’s a very cinematic image… I expect someone will jump out of those wraps in a sec… 🙂
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Alexandra
We each create our own reality.
Most of my photos have to do with this quote by Anaïs Nin: “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
m
thephotoseye said:
This shot is so thought provoking. I am wondering what and why. Very powerful image.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Debby
I am very happy when my images are able to provide food for thought.
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Melinda Green Harvey said:
This feels very mysterious…
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Melinda
Shadows add to the attractiveness of what is hidden.
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Ludwig said:
Outstanding photograph.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Ludwig
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vatelechuza said:
Para la Número 100 está muy bien escogida!!! Muy evocadora de la muerte y del paso a otra etapa! Me encanta!
marcelo leonard said:
Gracias Vatelechuza
Me gusta la correlación que creas entre el número y la imagen.
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Vicki said:
Such great atmosphere with this image.
Such a simple subject with great lighting …..that tells a story.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Vicki
Shadows always create fascinating and inspiring atmospheres.
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serialphotographer said:
Superb
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks serialphotographer
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greenmackenzie said:
Is it a body……
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Seonaid
It’s just a magical object from whose contemplation we obtain a deep knowledge of self.
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Richard Guest said:
Brilliant street surrealism.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Richard
Packing the void.
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lostfunzone (dothob) said:
wonderful!
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks lostfunzone Peter?
As you well know, sometimes an every object turns into a magical one full of mystery.
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lostfunzone (dothob) said:
so true 🙂
p.
bbylois said:
As A kind of good bye impression. I press like because of the embedded or presented texture. it is that what makes this image so good. Though this image could fit into a series where its content is revealed. my opinion of course
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Bart
Let us be are lured by the mystery!
What we imagine is always more interesting or beautiful than reality.
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drawandshoot said:
An almost funerary image. Evocative and melancholy. Oh, and brilliant!
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Karen
Like a corpse wrapped in its shroud waiting for a new life.
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Ulli said:
the summer is gone … the autumn is colourfull-
heartily Ulli
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Ulli
Wheel of Life keeps spinning and winter is approaching not overnight, but at a steady pace.
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Steven McCabe said:
Quite beautiful. Very lonely feeling. Such an atmosphere.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Steven
Many mysteries lie at the bottom of a lonely alleyway.
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