Favorite Faces Series: Day Five

Another favorite face. . .




festive coloring, but sad eyes.

He looks alone in the crowd.

Comments

Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed. said…
How true! Lovely photograph and series Meri.
September 16, 2011 at 5:10 PM
Jinksy said…
Aren't sad eyes the mark of a clown? Great photot...
September 17, 2011 at 12:46 AM
Expat From Hell said…
Such a gripping contrast, between the joy of a clown and the reality of...who this person is inside? The photo speaks so loudly...EFH
September 17, 2011 at 12:42 PM
Hilary said…
Fabulous photo. You've captured those eyes beautifully.
September 19, 2011 at 7:16 AM
Kim Mailhot said…
what a beautiful photo...and face !

I received a package filled with red joy this weekend. Thank you ! I will use it well and then pass it on...
Happy Tuesay, Talented Eye.
September 20, 2011 at 7:09 AM
Anonymous said…
He looks sad. This is a beautiful picture. What is going on in his mind you wonder !!
Have a great day.
September 20, 2011 at 11:19 AM
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