duccio took
this photo of his neighbor feeding the pigeons, watched over, sidelong-secretly, by a statue of an angel or a saint or a contemplative someone.
duccio and some others on LJ/DW have this thing where they draw each other's black-and-white photos. He invited me to give it a try, and I did, twice (actually many many times, but only twice that I'm sharing), once trying to copy the photo, and once trying to show what I see in it.
It's hard, yo. The photo tells the story so perfectly; I can't represent it any better.


In my mind, Davi delights in the birds, loves the sound of their wings, loves their milling around his feet, loves that he can give them this gift. And the angel loves Davi. Not romantically. Angelically.
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Date: 2017-12-30 07:07 pm (UTC)