Saturday, May 10, 2008

hiding.
Camilla Engmani really like this image the first time i saw it. it is simple and the girl is shoved to the corner of the frame. I think i can relate to the girl. Much as no snow is falling, no wind is howling that strongly, being away from the very beings that have emotions sometimes is her way of hiding. s p a c e ?
Sometimes I too think she is difficult to enter.

the face is unidentified here, but it doesnt matter, i can still tell that she is a young girl. Someone yound. with strips of colours surrounding it, like warmth and love enwrapping a child, adding colours to the greys in life. I enjoy the softness to this image, the focus on the hair, and lovely clip this girl has; how it holds the hair in a girlish little way. There is a certain quietness and stillness to this image too. I like the first image at huffman's webby
hannah huffman too. hope you enjoy too!

this image is like a familiar knock on the heart's door. I feel.....
(ku)nihitoAt first sight, this image gives me the feeling that this lady is not very comfortable. I feel that maybe she's feeling awkward, or cold. Yet the colours are so vibrant. It is like on the surface level, we smile laugh, but maybe deep inside we don't really want to, maybe deep inside we are hurting. But to let others know that we are okay, or in order to heal, we try to cast aside the pains for a while, and try our best to laugh, to have colours lighting our faces, our everywhere. It is quite scary come to think about it, how we hide. Ironically, i am a 'victim' of this hiding.
tom scotti feel that this image is very expressive. It has no head. seems like the theme of hiding is eating into me. The face hidden from us, the identity hidden from us, the emotions too, hidden. All away from us. Clothes of warmth and huge coverings are enveloping the body. It is like her tangible source of covering, warmth giver; wrapping her. Sometimes she hides in clothes. But we see the hands. I feel that the hands seem to be poignant, wanting to touch yet not touching. so close yet so far. Like wanting to wipe away the fears but adding on the the tears...
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