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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Sta.sh
I love both places.
The first thing that struck me about this piece was its composition: The eye first gravitates toward the center, following the triangular patch of sky, though it is interrupted by the silhouettes of the foreground trees. At that sharp point, the eye follows the black tree trunks directly down into the dark triangular shadow of the foreground. (I'm looking at the bottom center of the photo, but the ENERGY of my eye spreads to the right and sort of seeps to the left.) I want to follow the vertical lines of the tree trunks up into the upper right of the photo, but my eye will not go there (though my consciousness does, peripherally) because of the anomaly in the lower left corner. Just for a split second, I imagine it must be a flaw in the photo -- or at least an annoying intrusion of the human into the forest -- but it is the central issue here. The title tells me those the the ones being referred to. Lost in the Dark Wood -- literal and figurative. That means they are at the entrance of the Inferno (which suggests a terrible forest fire in the future). Are they hikers? Fire fighters? Refugees? Bandits? They are lost, but they are also suspended between human and silvan -- the one on the left looks like his legs are already tree trunks. The other two may be in mid-transformation.
Whereas the stark black of the tree silhouettes lends a very dark tone to the narrative, the grays of the patch of forest floor and the distant treeline maintain some hope. I don't know, entirely, if I am optimistic. My eye keeps wanting to go to the tiny shape near the top of the tree in the center -- is it a bird? The shadow of a taller tree top? A biplane? A creature whose spirit has escaped?
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