The wind brushed the field of red,
And the poppies moved, with a gentle sway of the head.
I recorded each moment, with a touch of art,
Capturing the beauty, that was simply a part.
With each click, I painted the scene,
In shades of red, with a brilliant sheen.
The petals danced, like a river of flame,
And I froze the moment, with a painter's claim.
For in this field, the poppies sing,
A song of color, in the wind's fling.
And with my lens, I recorded the sight,
That's what i love to do, in the morning light.
amateur category
dancing poppies (Series)
DESCRIPTION
AUTHOR
My name is Thaddäus
I bought my first camera in 2019 and started using it regularly in 2021
I capture my surroundings with a mostly dreamlike feel.
I try to create a feeling or a mood with my photos rather than documenting the reality of a situation.
The Independent Photographer OPEN CALL AWARD OCTOBER 2022 - Finalist
The Independent Photographer - LANDSCAPE AWARD NOVEMBER 2022 - Editors’ Picks
The Independent Photographer - COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY AWARD JUNE 2022 - Editors’ Picks
nd awards - 2022 EDITION - honorable mention
AAP Magazine #27 - COLOR AWARDS - 3rd place
I bought my first camera in 2019 and started using it regularly in 2021
I capture my surroundings with a mostly dreamlike feel.
I try to create a feeling or a mood with my photos rather than documenting the reality of a situation.
The Independent Photographer OPEN CALL AWARD OCTOBER 2022 - Finalist
The Independent Photographer - LANDSCAPE AWARD NOVEMBER 2022 - Editors’ Picks
The Independent Photographer - COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY AWARD JUNE 2022 - Editors’ Picks
nd awards - 2022 EDITION - honorable mention
AAP Magazine #27 - COLOR AWARDS - 3rd place
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