Colonial Artifact(Updated) by deevee
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This is an updated version of the original. RR would not allow me to just post the updated image so I had to delete it and in so doing the comments of those who did. Sorry about that. I hope this has corrected some of the issues commented on.
Stay healthy.
DeeVee
Comments (10)
Tintifax
I think it is better now. The right side of the wall looks more natural now. Looks like there is the shadow of a tree outside of the picture on the wall.
FrenchKiss
It looks lovely Joe, but it looked lovely before too! The texturing is tremendous and I love the bright coloring that's so typical of your work! That's kind of like a Joe signature!
zxcvb
Excellent work joe , i never saw the first one but this one is great , well done:-)
vjerana
It is excellent and very beautiful. I really love it!
madasatadpole
deevee
Thanks for your comments...I am a newbie, so I take technical advice when given. I am pleased that you folks were able to help me to improve this image. Thanks again. Deevee.
rds
Still looking good to me. Nicely done
RG19
Nice image excellent mix of foliage and great stone texturing!
wabe
Great light. I think it is better now, looks more "realistic".
Ron_Harris
I love it...I did a poem in free verse several years ago while working at the prison here. The ruins put me in the mind of that poem...I will share it with you.. Monument of Youth Etched, scrawled on and tagged, I have weathered well. "Lean on me," I've always insisted. My strength was there for all. I never complained, of the weight, you placed on me or of the predicaments I was forced into. You battled from behind me, as I took the blunt of the blows. I sheltered you, from the icy winds. Always, I was there. You constantly played in my presence, sometimes napping at my side. I let you share your innermost feelings with me, you made me colorful. Those feelings faded, but only after a long time. When you spoke. I echoed your words softly back, pending your mood. I bore your name, tattooed proudly, you never knew mine. Caring not, I normally seemed to be the focus of our attentions. Your intentions, no matter how good or honorable, in fact, are the cause of my slow demise. No longer worried over the inevitable, I stand, still with purpose, though now alone. I think to myself sometimes,"Why should she have loved me, after all I am no more than an old wall." You moved me to share with you. Keep up the fantastic work my friend.