From a white-tailed deer killed the previous day. This is the sort of photo that probably won't look too impressive on any screen that isn't properly tuned.
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From a white-tailed deer killed the previous day. This is the sort of photo that probably won't look too impressive on any screen that isn't properly tuned.
A powerful photo, Dave. It's hard to find the right words, as the usual adjectives (e.g., "beautiful") aren't appropriate. Yet, the colours and textures, in some respects repellent, work together very well and convey a strong sense of the actual objects — as if I could reach out and feel the cold and the sliminess. I have to say this (and have actually tried to avoid the play on words): my response to this photo is visceral. This, I believe, is an excellent photo.
Dave Bonta: Hey, Pete - didn't know you were visiting here. I'm honored. Thanks for the feedback; that's very good to hear.
On my screen the detail is there, and quite pale. It's strangely compelling to look at. I'm surprised this is all intact after a night outside - no wild animal feasts?
I'm a bit lost for words really, not sure what I'm meant to say because it's such an unusual picture.
Dave Bonta: Hi, Ellie - thanks for the comment. The viscera are quite pale. What I was worried about would be whether the lovely blues and greens in the leaf to the right would show up properly.
I'm not entirely sure it hadn't already been dragged around a bit by something when I found it. It was right in the middle of walking trail, where none of our hunter friends would've left it. More than likely the coyote (or whatever) was satisfied with the liver, which hunters here usually tend to discard, and came back for these portions of the feast the next night.
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