tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202652885920977983.post7608615610104162196..comments2023-08-11T13:54:59.060-04:00Comments on The Nature of Framingham: A Gallery of the Best New England Bird PhotosAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15795685792790247081noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202652885920977983.post-31482051980542493592009-10-09T23:14:12.598-04:002009-10-09T23:14:12.598-04:00He reminds me of Rodin's statue, The Thinker. ...He reminds me of Rodin's statue, The Thinker. I can imagine he has the weight of the whole world in his eyes. He might be mourning the destruction of his habitat, or the tragic future of his species in light of a dwindling food chain. <br /><br />In reality the bird is only scratching and only thinking about scratching, but sometimes a photograph is more than just a snapshot of reality. Photography becomes 'art' when an image evokes emotion, or makes you think or wonder about more than the subject matter, or when it jumps off the page, or . . . I don't know. I can't explain art. <br /><br />But I know it when I see it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15795685792790247081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202652885920977983.post-85796323512181333782009-10-09T21:16:54.917-04:002009-10-09T21:16:54.917-04:00I love the pensive, day-dreamy expression on the b...I love the pensive, day-dreamy expression on the bird in the second photo. Or is he really just enjoying a good scratch?Hilke Brederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18357741278362930033noreply@blogger.com