I don't think I have the eloquence to express the beauty of the piece, so tender and sensual, alluring and exquisite. The haze of the foreground, leads to a playful demureness, only to lock stares with a sultry gaze...it almost stops the hart....and I have a strong hart....it's almost painful in the pleasure it brings to a mind percolating with excitement and creativity, I mean I mus draw or write....I don't think I could manage photography upon your creative level, let alone be able to work with such exquisite beauty.
My hat is off to you and Sarah again, may I curl my mustache in atrabilious frustration for months over this .
The haze of the foreground, leads to a playful demureness, only to lock stares with a sultry gaze...it almost stops the hart....and I have a strong hart....it's almost painful in the pleasure it brings to a mind percolating with excitement and creativity, I mean I mus draw or write....I don't think I could manage photography upon your creative level, let alone be able to work with such exquisite beauty.
My hat is off to you and Sarah again, may I curl my mustache in atrabilious frustration for months over this