Footprints of ..er.. some bird other other, taken at dawn on Cintsa Beach, South Africa. There were some fantastic patterns on the sand, but they only lasted a few minutes before the sun rose too high and the shadows disappeared.
I increased the saturation to give it a touch more colour, but apart from that it's real. All you need to take pictures like this is a beach and a clear sunrise or sunset. I held my camera about half a metre above the sand and pointed it straight down. I expect shells would look superb taken like this.
This like a Zen sand and rock garden. It inspires reflection. I like it very much. I like the simplicity and what lies beyond the picture borders. There is a world we can not see which is contiguous. And the really amazing thing... This lasted only until the waves came in. Like a flower or a single note of music. This photo is a keeper.
Aloha
Dude,
those were my footprints...what are you doing showing my feet?Well im not mad but i dont care ether...well cya later....what did you just call me ...oh i see you think i a mad man....we'll see about that miss...welll im not mad but i dont care ether.CYA
if it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures; like Shakespeare wrote poetry; like Beethoven composed music. Sweep streets so well that all the hosts of Heaven and Earth will have to pause and say, 'Here lived a great sweeper who swept his job well'. <Martin Luther King Jr>
I really enjoy those images that draw you in ... ask you to explore ... think ... and get pleasantly lost. As this one did so capably on all fronts.
Props to 'seeing' the image first in your mind, then capturing a very good technical shot. Nice detail and clarity and the colour balance seems ... perfect.
Hey Matt--- very cool photo. Love the lighting and the shadow effect. I can see how all that is lost as the sun moves. Also like how that creature stepped on top of the ripples. great job
"Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief,
That can denote me truly: these, indeed, seem,
For they are actions that a man might play:
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but the trappings and the suits of woe."
~Hamlet