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Dare frame thy fearful symmetry
© senorsam21
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Uploaded: 12/17/04 3:29 PM GMT
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry
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A photogenic tiger at the Columbia, SC, zoo waking up.
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::Neamh
12/18/04 12:48 AM GMT
Great photo .The natural setting is excellent.
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Love the structure, bamboo and touch of red from the tree. Nice opportunity.
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Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink. Say no more. Eric Idle
I love how you've framed the tiger in with it's surroundings. The red makes the image. Nice.
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I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
Georgia O'Keeffe
w00t...i like tiger =)
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Howdah - A southern Oklahomha word meaning "how to"
Ex..-- I'd like to know howdah dodat.
I like how the shadows mimic the tigers fur patterns, and how he seems almost beligerant of the camera. Nice work
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Thanks Sam,
Tamer looking than Blake's tiger, but nonetheless magnificent.
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Tamer looking than Blake's tiger, but nonetheless magnificent.
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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"What other reason could there be to get up in the morning except to set ourselves free."
If my comment on your work ever seems to criticise, it does not. It is always so that we may learn together.
very nice shot, he seems so quiet and docil..perfect pose. thanks for sharing !
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Nice picture Sam! May I suggest a tighter crop? I think that would help bring out the kitty a bit more.
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