Photo contest: post processing #5 - Creators of red lines.

The red line, the red thread, is the boundary between the prohibited and the permitted.

Once, in the Old Testament times, for the first people there was only one red line created by the Creator, which was supposed to protect people from sin.

But, Adam and Eve, having tasted the forbidden fruit, stepped over this red line and found themselves outside the second red line between paradise and the wild world.

One could step over these lines only once, there is no way back.

From that moment, people decided to create their own future and create their own, red lines.

The walls of houses, the perimeters of land plots became such lines. surrounded by fences, borders between countries, borders between the desire to buy food and having money in your pocket, a lot of red lines.

The upbringing of children, even the upbringing of dogs and other pets, is built on the red lines of what is permitted.

Your rights and obligations in the legislation are thick, red lines.

People are different, and someone tries to avoid these red lines, and someone tries to create as many of them as possible, especially when this person comes to power.

Rulers, often, they appear out of nowhere, before that, they were called "convenients people."

They were convenient for the previous ruler, because, over time, when dandruff pours out of every skin pore, you want to transfer your affairs to another person, a successor, but you need guarantees that retirement and old age will be happy, and not behind the red line in the dungeons of the prison .

Such comfortable people grovel so low before someone who is ready to transfer power to them that they slip between every red line on their way.

Having come to power, such inconspicuous, small people do not start building roads, schools and hospitals, they do not build communications for small towns, no, they begin to build numerous red lines between themselves and the people around them.

There are so many of these lines over time that the world becomes like a web in which everyone is entangled, even the ruler himself, who is now afraid that, one day, these red threads will be woven into a thick rope with a loop at the end and tightened on his skinny neck.

He is looking for a way to retreat, but there is none, because it is so difficult to step over the red lines created by himself, by himself.

I put such thoughts into my photo work, created for my participation in the Photo contest: post processing #5, authored by Dear @bambuka.

The starting point for this competition was a photograph provided by Dear @ty-ty, in which we see a palace, a government building, the territory of which is surrounded by a red fence, we see a red pillar on the left hand.

Any mortal cannot cross this red line, most likely, if this happens, a guard will run up to him and point out his place in history and in society, lol.

The idea of the picture was born gradually, step by step, having started work, I did not know what the final version would be.

To begin with, I decided to move the red pillar as the heaviest part of the picture under my right hand, so it was more convenient for me to work.

I removed the blue, clear sky first of all, I wanted to show the cold relationship between the government and the common people.

Later, I will cut the grass and window openings, I need depth.

The photograph of the palace, or what was left of it, became the second layer, and the first layer, the basis of the whole plot, was a photograph taken by me in rainy weather through the glass of the bus window.

Probably, at this stage, the idea of ​​red lines appeared, or rather, it was fully formed.

Even, there are red lines in the vertical of power, therefore, it is not surprising if the territory of the palace is dotted with red lines.

I needed a person who is moving to power and I used one of my photographs.

For simplicity, I peeled the onion from the husk and left what I needed.

I used this layer twice, the second time not at the final stage of work.

Further, the palace and the one who aspires to it are united.

I thought that the work was already finished, but suddenly I remembered that I was working on an interesting web, clearing it of everything superfluous and this web was perfect for my plan, it remains to change its color to red.

Now that the web has found its place in the picture, it remains to cover it with a second layer with a walking person and we will see what we see on the finished work, in the first photograph of this post.

Yes, the red eye is the eye of the one who, once, for the first time, pushed a person to cross the red line and begin to create new, red lines.

Author @barski.