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Daily Deviation
Given 2010-03-11
The saturation of colour is what hits our initial periphery, thunderously at that. Then the nigh impossible detailing in craftsmanship, the ingenious perspective, and finally, as the scale expands, the poetry of the imagery itself. Please enjoy Ofelia by *Zoe-Lacchei, a dazzling viewing experience. (
Suggested by *drop-asd and Featured by
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Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will: when these are gone, The woman will be out.
I love the frogs! They seem to hide in the corners of your vision when you first confront the picture. At first the woman is overwhelming. But then, slowly, as though through osmosis or radiation, you begin to notice the flowers, the shades of water, the lily pads and the frogs hiding amongst them all.
And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet
It is our trick; nature her custom holds,
Let shame say what it will: when these are gone,
The woman will be out.
She will be missed by Horatio and Fortinbras.
Wonderfully done.