Thanks...I have always felt funny about critiques...art is such a subjective thing and to say that a person should have or could have done something differently just doesn't sit right with me. I mean it their vision...who am I to say it's right or wrong. And I just don't feel knowledgeable enough to comment on technique. So I don't suppose I'm going to be making a habit of it!
I've never written a critique before...and I may not ever again because I don't feel anywhere near qualified to say what's right or wrong about someone else's work. I don't have the knowlege or background to speak on technique...and anyway no matter where you find yourself technique-wise at any given moment with any given image you're on your way to improving it. So I'll leave that to another more qualified than I to speak about. What I do want to say about not just this image but the ones preceding it refers to the emotional and visual impact of them. For me that is a very important part of what art is about...making a connection between you...your subject...and your audience. Making them feel something...provoking their thoughts...exciting them visually. And that's what these images do. At first glance they stun you...they pull you in...they repel you. There is a physical impact to your experiencing them. They take the ordinary and force you to see it differently...to consider the world in a different way. With these you can see and feel the despair and the hopelessness in the world that exists for so many these days. Art must reflect all aspect of the human experience...the good...the bad...and the ugly. Some may wish to view the world through the proverbial rose-coloured glasses...only see the beauty in it. But not this artist...not at this time. But even in this darker...less hopeful vision there is still beauty. It may be harder to see it...you may have to train your eye to find it...but it's there...the soul of another human being laid bare...and that is always something stunning to witness!