
As most basic guidelines of logos indicate, efficiency (or simplicity) is an ideal quality for any piece of art making a statement. This photograph does just that with a lovely and ornate sewing machine sitting on a plain wooden table in front of a slightly dirty wall. There are very few bright colors here, minus the gold and silver on the machine. It evokes a quiet elegance that I find very hard to capture. However, there's still the knowledge of the terrible things that happened to these girls lurking in the background--represented, in my opinion, by the dirty wall. They are not dirty, per se, but broken. But hope is still retained, I feel, as indicated by the hues in this picture.
Ignore the sewing machine for a minute and examine the colors used in this photo. The stark white wall is splattered with dirt and dust so it appears an almost light gray. The mud is a very unattractive color, yet almost matches the normal warm brown of the table and chairs in front of it. The three elements of the picture cascade from back to foreground in their levels of brilliance and beauty. The final one, the sewing machine, seems to be speaking the loudest. The machine is the last picture in the photo journal, paired with the end of Yvette's story. She was a victim of a rape at the hands of the soldier that left her pregnant with no family or money.
She is learning how to sew so that can she can have the money and skills to feed and clothe her child. Her parents have virtually abandoned her to raise him/her on her own.
The machine is the probably one of the darkest blacks I've ever seen, but still has the slightest bit of shine to its finish that makes it all the more elegant. There are also spots of silver and gold and even a few specks of a reddish hue. To me, it is the bright spot in this picture, despite its fairly neutral tones. It is the perfect pathos representation of these girls' stories. Although they suffered great injustices, their lives continue on. They have been filled with hardships, but there's still that shimmery glint of hope in their future, even if it might seem small or unreachable. As that famous saying goes, "If it's not okay, it's not the end."
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Ignore the sewing machine for a minute and examine the colors used in this photo. The stark white wall is splattered with dirt and dust so it appears an almost light gray. The mud is a very unattractive color, yet almost matches the normal warm brown of the table and chairs in front of it. The three elements of the picture cascade from back to foreground in their levels of brilliance and beauty. The final one, the sewing machine, seems to be speaking the loudest. The machine is the last picture in the photo journal, paired with the end of Yvette's story. She was a victim of a rape at the hands of the soldier that left her pregnant with no family or money.
She is learning how to sew so that can she can have the money and skills to feed and clothe her child. Her parents have virtually abandoned her to raise him/her on her own.
The machine is the probably one of the darkest blacks I've ever seen, but still has the slightest bit of shine to its finish that makes it all the more elegant. There are also spots of silver and gold and even a few specks of a reddish hue. To me, it is the bright spot in this picture, despite its fairly neutral tones. It is the perfect pathos representation of these girls' stories. Although they suffered great injustices, their lives continue on. They have been filled with hardships, but there's still that shimmery glint of hope in their future, even if it might seem small or unreachable. As that famous saying goes, "If it's not okay, it's not the end."
Go here to help people like Aimerance and Yvette.