My name is Tara, and I was born and raised in Washington State.
In 2010 I married Bill (bmac62) and retired ... two of the best choices I ever made! :)
In March, 2013, we sold our home in Washington and went on the road in our RV full time. What a blast! There is so much world out there to see!
After traveling around the West for a few years, we got rid of the motorhome and are now spending winters in deep-south Texas and summers in Washington State. Spring and fall finds us visiting whichever place strikes our fancy at the time!
If I’m missing from Renderosity from time to time, I’m busy having fun elsewhere.
Thanks for your interest in my work, and for stopping by to learn more about me!
Canon 70D
Tamron 24-70mm f2.8
Canon 70-200mm f4.0
Zeiss 50mm f1.4
Photoshop CC
WACOM Intuos 4
ArtRage
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Comments (31)
anahata.c
I'm always personally happy when you post large (I always zoom), and in black and white too. This really is grays and blacks, and the starkness is very powerful against all that mysterious background (where we can only make out hints of form, just hints). The sun-bleached grays make it seem abandoned, forlorn, mysterious. And the cracks stand out so much better, in blacks and grays. And the shadow cast by the doorway (arch, lintel, whatever it is) is so deeply dark, almost pitch black in spots---that it makes this look as if it emerged out of a deep cave. Also, the light opens up on the right, as we move across the image, there's a flow, to me, from left to right, it moves...I really like what you did by desaturating it, I like the fact that these forms are swallowed on all sides by a deep darkness; and they sit there like some biblical temple, long abandoned and long bleached by the harshness around them. And see, for me, these aren't choices just because the color didn't work, but because the blacks and grays work so beautifully by themselves. I know you chose the latter because the color version was just too repetitive (in hue, etc), but once in the blacks and grays 'found' you, you found a language in them that was true to itself as it sings all on its own. That's how I feel desaturation, at least. Your result was whole by itself, in any case. And it's great seeing it so looming and consuming, a big stark vision in the desert...