Roar your barrel roar, Trice a call of old, Roar your names afore, Hearken their hearts are cold, Tread softly on thunderous paws, Savour your journey looking ahead, Sights to see wonders to awe, Pay homage before you seek to bed.
Monday, 7 April 2014
Studio Silhouette
Setting my lighting with yellow gel on my conned backlight bounced off the back wall to simulate the sunset.
The yellow back light bounced off the back wall threw a silhouette of Matarita for my camera. This is the intended shot but......
.....I wanted to add an extra bit of my own touch by adding a diffused very small and low light to highlight her face slightly.
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