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The Seawall was quiet despite the striking animation present at the bottom of Denman and Davie, less than a kilometer to the east. I had initially setup the tripod down on the shore exposed by a relatively low tide, focusing attention and camera on a pile of balanced stones. Sunset was turning into a symphony of bright colors, once again, and I was grateful I came. People were walking by slowly behind me, staring in awe. I wondered where everybody else’s thoughts could have drifted when confronted with such an extraordinary palette of oranges. I knew where mine went. A sunset should be shared, as all beautiful things in life. But it can also be an opportunity to relax, and try to match the inside to the outside. The painter in the sky was getting frantic, dashing with a giant wet brush from left to right, a slightly downward stroke, finishing above the mountains where the brush got daubed onto the sky like a sponge. Abe was clicking away, three exposures at a time. I took breaks, waiting for the light to change or recomposing my shot. Time was flowing by ever so softly. If only…
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Date of comment: 2007-08-25 13:07 •« La 6, rouge et or, grand format, une
Date of comment: 2007-08-25 13:29 •grande joie. »
« La veux-tu en plus grand format encore? J’ai.
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Date of comment: 2007-08-26 02:46 •« Non merci.
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Date of comment: 2007-08-26 08:11 •Le grand format de mon écran, récemment nettoyé avec de l’eau légèrement citronnée et qui en irradie de bonheur,
suffit