Reside in the city of Rostov-on-Don, South Russia,a five-hour drive to the Black Sea and half an hour to the Azov Sea and an hour and a half flight from Moscow. Do photography and digital graphics. Perhaps my works here will say much more ot me/. You can also visit my RedBubble profile http://www.redbubble.com/people/snik?ref=account-nav-dropdown OR my 500px one: https://500px.com/nikolaysemyonov
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Comments (12)
Domi48
Strange but aesthetic result. Mysterious and disturbing.
giulband
Wonderful and expressive image !!!!!
auntietk
Brilliant! I love how you think. :)
helanker
I see a ghost creature. I do like the effect here.
evinrude
IMPRESSIVE
MrsRatbag
Your work is world-class and brilliant; I love this!
jendellas
Excellent!!! x
durleybeachbum
How extremely clever! I have no idea how you do this but it's great!
Juliette.Gribnau
interesting !
wysiwig
A very creative work. It does look wind blown.
kgb224
Outstanding work my friend. God bless.
anahata.c
ok I've written this to you before, I think, but I'm gonna write it again. One night in a jazz nightclub, the pianist Fats Waller stopped, looked at his audience, and stopped playing completely. Art Tatum was there. Tatum was the jazz pianist's jazz pianist. He was on a level most jazz pianists only dreamt of. (I studied Tatum's work, it was dazzlingly more complex than met the ear...) Well, Waller said: "Ladies and gentlemen: I play the piano. But tonight, GOD is in the house." That's how I feel when I come to your gallery. Not that I'm on the level of Fats Waller, but that I'm DEFINITELY not on the level of Art Tatum---and YOU, sir, are Art Tatum. This breeze looks like those lonnnnng bisons you see in the cave paintings of Lascaux and other prehistoric sites. The long animal just wafts across a dark brooding sea and sky, and stops to look at us. The old bi-level plane makes this feel like an old, old image. But the wafting animal just stops to look, and then it'll be on its way: Your 'breeze' is filled with mysterious ancient life. And the ripples in its shape are wonderful. It's all against a deep brooding sky, with a storm wave in front, perfect for the scene. Brilliant, and, like many of your images, evocative of an ancient memory and scene, which happened upon us, showed us its depths, and then moved on. A truly wonderful piece, Nikolay! Now (as I'd say to Art Tatum), go play in your OWN club, before I give up my art altogether and become a broom salesman...