The model pose is froze in its dynamism. The hair suggest a movement but the stare is really fixed, looks like taking back old memories, so the final effect is good. But this picture has to be considered with the background, because the background has an important role in this work. The unfocused colors of the background fade perfectly with the colors of the model (above with hair and down with the shirt) and this is a thing that with a neglectful view could be not noticed. Considering all the picture together is an amazing work that is a little impoverished by the not best originality but that even with this very little negative side remains a truly wonderful work.
A painter could spend a years to finish his/her picture, to re-check hundreds of completely different details in his/her picture that embodiates the idea put it. Painter looks at the thing he/she draws, and makes improvements. Painter catches the nature and deals with eternity, and that could take very long time (actually that essentially could take centuries, just like musicians sometimes "cannot" finish their works). But the photographer deals with the short moment, and do not consider thing that "there are". A painter plays with the threads of beauty, weaves the pattern, makes any kind if "burtterfly" he/she wish to have. Photographer, unlike the painter, can only catch the exisiting "butterflies". Photographer is not a paint, and to make a photo is not even the art. To be a photographer it's like to throw dices. Artist looks at the things and reflect them throught his/her own prism experience. But the photographer reflects nothing. To pain things requires to have a certain feeling. But the photographer, in better case, could only catch the feeling. Well, that's nice thing to do, and may be enjoyable very much. But, however, the point is that all the greatest photos are taken accidentally. The beauty of Paula N. is in her, not in photographer, nor even in the photo-image itself. It's just in her. Just like a sunset - it's already in nature. Paula had this feelings, and, luckily, there was a luck accident which provided to catch the expression of her beauty. True beauty. Dear Paula N., if you would ever read this message and would like to talk with me, you might try to write me at "icysn[at]safe-mail[dot]net".
The idea, the human, the event, in other words - the idea, - it's the light, the ray. A photographer is like plain mirror that reflects the light, very simply and straightforwardly. A painter is like a complicated shining diamond.
P. S. I do understand ukrainian, russian, but not very well in speaking polish. But I could learn polish.
Mojesh napysaty i po polski. Moje ya zrozumiyu. D'akuyu.