The Green Drama

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Assalamualaikum :)

These, people, are faithful pictures of mine in which I have been concerned a lot to put them in public since my skill isn't as great as other photographers. If you do not absolutely reject their faithfulness, henceforth I'll be showing you the beauty of Allah's creations. Hopefully, Insya Allah.

Green is not only should be seen as color. It's beyond that idea. Green is what I interpret as healthy, picturesque and has it's own power for undulating rhythm. Seeing green, even if surrounded by different strains of any other colors, somehow it stands for itself alone and capable to dim my heart. And it has been giving many of me the mind stimulation to produce more artworks using nature. :) Presenting to you, The Green Drama:

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Okay, thank you. :)


Comments

Kuncup Here said…
AWESOME! Kau mmg talented! :)
January 13, 2012 at 12:07 AM
Sheriel Aizan said…
@kuncup, aku nak tangkap gambar crows ;p

@fariq, thank youuuuu :)
January 13, 2012 at 5:56 PM
jaya jr said…
haha..ohsem.nice pic
January 26, 2012 at 11:12 AM
Anonymous said…
cantik lah gambar awak tangkap nih shey...berbakat!
March 5, 2012 at 4:16 PM
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