Beautiful composition, Marcelo!
I see a power tower that is a beacon in life. This may be good or bad, happy or sad, etc.
Whatever the power over smaller beings may be in life, after death, it is all moot. The light shine equal on all. _Resaxo
Beautiful , mellow palette. Am I right in thinking that the dog was looking up at someone , possibly his master, now in his grave? or am I making it too romantic and the dog is just guardian of the dead? Whatever is is, the picture has made me look, think and wonder and that must be a good thing.
Thanks Paula
I like both of your interpretations but te second one is my favourite.
The message I try to convey with this picture has to do with those painful memories that we believed were finally and forever buried in the past and that, nevertheless, without being able to explain why, they emerge once again spreading the gloomiest darkness over our souls.
elenacaravela said:
Only on a sunny day will I stroll in this garden. Many stories all condensed in this marvelous space.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Elena.
But it is only at dusk when a surprising universe comes to life.
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Resa said:
Beautiful composition, Marcelo!
I see a power tower that is a beacon in life. This may be good or bad, happy or sad, etc.
Whatever the power over smaller beings may be in life, after death, it is all moot. The light shine equal on all. _Resaxo
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Resa.
I love your wise words which we should take into account.
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Resa said:
TY xo _to all
marcelo leonard said:
🙂
paula graham said:
Beautiful , mellow palette. Am I right in thinking that the dog was looking up at someone , possibly his master, now in his grave? or am I making it too romantic and the dog is just guardian of the dead? Whatever is is, the picture has made me look, think and wonder and that must be a good thing.
marcelo leonard said:
Thanks Paula
I like both of your interpretations but te second one is my favourite.
The message I try to convey with this picture has to do with those painful memories that we believed were finally and forever buried in the past and that, nevertheless, without being able to explain why, they emerge once again spreading the gloomiest darkness over our souls.