Have you ever had the moment whereby you feel like you've taken an excellent shot, but there seems to be something not quite right about it? That's not to say you don't love it, quite the contrary, it's one of your fav shot and yet...
So yeah, I love this one to bits. Even framed a large version of it for my colleague (she's pregnant, avoids eating fatty fish due to heavy metal poisoning). I acknowledge that the head should probably be sharper, though at that point in time I had to shoot and move my butt out of the way quick.
The PP done was partly the mood I was looking for: the interplay between life and death, man over beast, invoking sadness at the grotesque, an almost perverse fascination. It's like a traffic accident at the side of the road, you want to look but you don't want to look.
Pure B&W didn't quite work, the main subject was too dark for any meaningful dodging/burning. Full colour isn't too shabby, but rather cluttered. Perhaps the background should have been more blur.
What's your take on this, guys?
So yeah, I love this one to bits. Even framed a large version of it for my colleague (she's pregnant, avoids eating fatty fish due to heavy metal poisoning). I acknowledge that the head should probably be sharper, though at that point in time I had to shoot and move my butt out of the way quick.
The PP done was partly the mood I was looking for: the interplay between life and death, man over beast, invoking sadness at the grotesque, an almost perverse fascination. It's like a traffic accident at the side of the road, you want to look but you don't want to look.
Pure B&W didn't quite work, the main subject was too dark for any meaningful dodging/burning. Full colour isn't too shabby, but rather cluttered. Perhaps the background should have been more blur.
What's your take on this, guys?