![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Image from the Gaelic Fest
I was looking at pictures from the Gaelic Festival. The ones taken of me were taken with the camera facing into the sun, so they wound up with the figures underexposed. However, I noticed something else in them that made me decide to post one anyway.
I fiddled with this a little in Photopaint so that the figures would be less dark, although the whole is now a little washed out. In the foreground is the mumbling madwoman who did such a great performance, and me looking down on her with aristocratic pity.
However, if you look in the background, there's another figure distinct just past me. A detail shot:
That's Death, looming all-but unnoticed in the background. You can even see in his skeletal hands the rose he gave me later. :) Those skeletal gloves are pretty effective in the photo, too.
I fiddled with this a little in Photopaint so that the figures would be less dark, although the whole is now a little washed out. In the foreground is the mumbling madwoman who did such a great performance, and me looking down on her with aristocratic pity.
However, if you look in the background, there's another figure distinct just past me. A detail shot:
That's Death, looming all-but unnoticed in the background. You can even see in his skeletal hands the rose he gave me later. :) Those skeletal gloves are pretty effective in the photo, too.
Ooh.
Trickster
no subject
I actually think the washed out effect adds something to the scene. A slightly unreal quality that makes the scene more 'storybook', if you will.
no subject
Your costume looks absolutely awesome, by the way. =) And not a bad composition for the shot! It looks like some sort of story is taking place here: A young adventurer stopping to humor a dirt-specked madwoman who blathers on about dire things, while Death looms, unnoticed, in the background ... and assorted people go on about their business, sparing curious glances to whomever is strange enough to give the madwoman so much as the time of day, let alone stop to listen to her nonsense.
Maybe to make things more "perfect", it'd have to seem like a less sunny day, with Death hiding in a more shadowy patch of the undergrowth, but then ... there's also something sinister about the reminder that Death goes about in the daylight as much as the night. While there might be terrestrial dangers that tend to lurk in shadows, nonetheless the sunlight offers no promise of safety either.
Bwahahahahahahaha!
Of course, Death COULD just be there to hand out a flower. But even that seems like it ought to hold some greater significance. Why would Death give a flower to a young lady adventurer? And what sort of young lady adventurer would be the sort to politely receive it?
Hmm.
no subject
And Death offers, as always, the Flower of Forgetfulness -- for once a topic was forgotten, it no longer a rose.
===|==============/ Level Head
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject