Jasii
No longer a newbie, moving up!
- Joined
- Jun 17, 2015
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- Location
- Dharamsala, Himachal Pradesh, India.
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- Photos OK to edit
Hi Friends,
Do help me by offering me critique on my first Split Lighting Portraiture.
"An old man with an awesome soft gleam in his eyes that looked both romantic and electric. A lifetime of memories swelling like an ocean, pulsated in those eyes. Eyes that were as brown I had ever seen, My eyes darted to his headdress and sweater, both incidentally brown too, AhHa! the gent was fashion conscious too. He said nothing, but accepted the glass of Chai that I offered him and than the magic unfolded as the left side of his face lit up and lay bathing in the warmth of the last rays of the setting sun. Split lighting is what the Photogs call this spectacle and here was I, enjoying it, as nature taught me the finer nuances of photography in this Himachali remote village. Progressive ain’t it? ?
My pounding pulse ratcheted up a few notches as I hurriedly made this shot. They say: “No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky” but this wise soul looked at peace with himself, the fetters unchained a long , long time ago, it seemed……….."
Split lighting Portraiture by jasiiboss, on Flickr
Do help me by offering me critique on my first Split Lighting Portraiture.
"An old man with an awesome soft gleam in his eyes that looked both romantic and electric. A lifetime of memories swelling like an ocean, pulsated in those eyes. Eyes that were as brown I had ever seen, My eyes darted to his headdress and sweater, both incidentally brown too, AhHa! the gent was fashion conscious too. He said nothing, but accepted the glass of Chai that I offered him and than the magic unfolded as the left side of his face lit up and lay bathing in the warmth of the last rays of the setting sun. Split lighting is what the Photogs call this spectacle and here was I, enjoying it, as nature taught me the finer nuances of photography in this Himachali remote village. Progressive ain’t it? ?
My pounding pulse ratcheted up a few notches as I hurriedly made this shot. They say: “No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky” but this wise soul looked at peace with himself, the fetters unchained a long , long time ago, it seemed……….."
Split lighting Portraiture by jasiiboss, on Flickr