A faded dream, adolescent rebels lost in a network of memories like crops cultivated for harvest, I adore the muted colors and the perspective, the way the field stretches on in to the distance where you can barely make out an obstruction of some kind (a nearby town?), I always had a thing for this type of composition and color palette, like an old photograph discovered in a shoe-box, the beautiful red hair stationary and explosive, although this one is particular could have come from any era and evokes something otherworldly that I can't put my finger on, it's implacable.
This piece is really evocative and passionate and almost seems to bleed at the edges! Well done.
all your photos are such great inspiration for story ideas. your photos are like 1 single snapshot of a complex untold story, that the view must fill in themselves... they really get the imagination churning!!
I love this picture. They first thing I thought of when I saw it was a spin on good vs. evil / light vs. dark with the one most would think of as the evil/dark one actually protecting the innocence of the other. Very good work.