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I finally found the time to comment on your latest masterpiece...The sound of nature is always the best sound !. You have captured an image so masterfully, at the right time of day, that is truly very invading. I am really impressed by the impact of the foreground, The whole scene gives the impression that one is really there ! Very well seen my Friend ! Dimitris.
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As I said before, these deer although wild they are very used to photographers as a lot of them visit the site. Richmond Park is enormous, sometimes you have to walk over an hour to find any and as long as you are quiet and careful not to disturb them too much they are very obliging. Dawn is the best time to visit.
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Grandchildren bond very well with their grand parents and especially with their Grandmothers. The picture, which is a bit soft as you say, it actually adds to the tenderness of the child. And there is nothing wrong with using a macro lens at a distance for a portrait. I have many reasonable shots with a macro at a distance which are very sharp. Macro lenses are very sensitive to camera shake but if the light is good and your grip is firm, you can get very good results. Good photo, Gail and I like the background, to which you added some texture I believe?
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Mihali, Tuhin, Alf, Mike and Mehmet, I am very obliged to you for your visit and comments. Thank you very much. Alf your comment prompted me to write the back story to the picture, thank you my friend. So here it is: Having set up my new camera I wanted to take a few pictures. I looked around for some props and I ended up with a dry red rose a pomegranate and a sheet of sack cloth. I was in the conservatory where there is a lot of natural daylight. The piece of sack cloth was draped over a box and hey presto I had a makeshift studio. I took three photos with the camera and props on the table increasing the exposure gain until I was satisfied with the histogram. This was before lunch. I then got on with my chores. At about six in the evening I received a phone call from a childhood friend and I was a bit surprised as he never calls me in London. We first met at nursery; we went to primary school and then to high school together. He was one of my best friends. Every Saturday now a group of about a dozen friends that go back to our childhood days meet for lunch at the same restaurant and we have a great time, reminiscing and putting the ‘world to rights’. I join them when I am In Cyprus. My friend said that they were talking about me last Saturday and he asked when I was coming…soon I said and then I asked him how he was. His reply was a bit strange. He said that he was trying to get used to it. Get used to what? I asked. He then said that his wife had passed away four months ago. She died from cancer and nobody new about this except the close family…..Going back to the picture, in Greek mythology the pomegranate symbolizes death and the stooping dry rose to me symbolises mourning. Coincidence, or had I felt it intuitively, incredible as it may seem? Anyway this is the back-story of the picture.
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