With such sun there should be shadows, logically speaking. And the deer are depicted very picturesquely, like on the rugs above our grandmothers' beds. In general, you have a lot of interesting work, it's a pity I missed it before.
Good day! I don't even know what to recommend; I've mostly traveled to famous iconic places around the world: Krems, Dürstein, Hamlitz, Hallstatt, Salzburg. Graz is a beautiful city, but I didn't take any pictures there; it was summer, so I didn't get to see the beautiful colors.
Oleg! Happy birthday to you! Wishing you good health, happiness, good luck, and creative success! May your children and grandchildren bring joy to your home. All the best!
Oleg! Happy birthday to you! Wishing you good health, happiness, good luck, and creative success! May your children and grandchildren bring joy to your home. All the best!
Evgeny Ermakov, it's not noise. It's snowing. Look at the photo on a normal monitor.
Olegs Patrejevs, I'm so amused by these self-proclaimed experts on other people's monitors, who can remotely determine how crappy their opponent's monitors are. Fine, so be it. Then it turns out that only the old-timers with super-duper monitors should be able to see your picture. So, have I puffed out my cheeks for effect?
I think they were watching this on a phone. You couldn't tell the snow apart from the noise. [/quote] Olegs Patrejevs, He's quite the technician, look at his wonderful chromatic aberrations, the envy of all noise.
Viktor Kirillov, I looked at your photos. Good luck to you.
Olegs Patrejevs, Oh, so we're already on informal terms, so fine, let's chalk that up to a language barrier. But what does my photos have to do with it? You were discussing noise with Yermakov, and I suggested you look at his virtuoso work. Do you have any TECHNICAL comments on my pictures?
I have no complaints. But I'm not thrilled with shabby garages either. We just see this world differently...
Olegs Patrejevs, Anthony the Great said: "The last times will come, when nine sick people will come to one healthy man and say: you're sick because you're not like us." Yes, they've come, they're already here, these sick ones. They entered without knocking, crowded around, One of them shook his shaggy head, "Well, what do you say now, my dear friend? We know everything, you must be the tenth." And they spoke at once, sputtering, And breathed the stench of corpses upon him, "We are the majority, which means you're sick, There's no place for people like you among us."
" Look, we're covered in sores and scabs,
You alone have clear skin,
We've come to demand of you,
That you walk around like everyone else, with an unwashed face.
Olegs Patrejevs, Anthony the Great said: "The last times will come, when nine sick people will come to one healthy person and say: you are sick because you are not like us." Yes, they have come, they are already here, these sick people. They entered without knocking, crowded around, One of them shook his shaggy head, "Well, what do you say now, my dear friend, We know everything, you must be the tenth." And they spoke at once, sputtering saliva, And breathed the stench of a corpse upon him, "We are the majority, which means you are sick, There is no place for those like you among us." "Look, we are covered in sores and scabs, You alone have white, clean skin, We have come to demand of you, That you walk around like everyone else, with an unwashed face. "
PS: It looks like those times have arrived)
Alex Kantsur, a perfect epigram for some of the most vocal members of this site
Here are some more photos from this series
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and shame on you
I don't even know what to recommend; I've mostly traveled to famous iconic places around the world: Krems, Dürstein, Hamlitz, Hallstatt, Salzburg.
Graz is a beautiful city, but I didn't take any pictures there; it was summer, so I didn't get to see the beautiful colors.
Happy birthday to you!
Wishing you good health, happiness, good luck, and creative success!
May your children and grandchildren bring joy to your home.
All the best!
Olegs Patrejevs,
He's quite the technician, look at his wonderful chromatic aberrations, the envy of all noise.
Oh, so we're already on informal terms, so fine, let's chalk that up to a language barrier. But what does my photos have to do with it? You were discussing noise with Yermakov, and I suggested you look at his virtuoso work. Do you have any TECHNICAL comments on my pictures?
Good, otherwise I...))
Well, I'm certainly no animal painter, but I don't just have garages. If you're not too lazy, take a look at some of my early work.
Yes, they've come, they're already here, these sick ones.
They entered without knocking, crowded around,
One of them shook his shaggy head,
"Well, what do you say now, my dear friend?
We know everything, you must be the tenth."
And they spoke at once, sputtering,
And breathed the stench of corpses upon him,
"We are the majority, which means you're sick,
There's no place for people like you among us."
" Look, we're covered in sores and scabs,
You alone have clear skin,
We've come to demand of you,
That you walk around like everyone else, with an unwashed face.
PS: It looks like those times have arrived.