Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve’s one star, Sat gray-hair’d Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer’s day Robs not one light seed from the feather’d grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
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F Number | f/3.5 |
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Make | SONY |
Model | DSC-T200 |
Shutter Speed | 10/400 |
ISO Speed | 125 |
Focal Length | 6 |
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Comments (1)
Chipka
OH MY GOD, this is amazingly complex and fascinating. I love the juxtaposition of images, the 1950's lilly-white-washed sterility coupled with the masked beefcake that drips with all sorts of connotations of violence and sexuality. Wonderful contrasts and byplay. Was this staged or just randomly seen? At any rate, it's amazing, provocative, and completely engaging.