Without you, is how I disappear.2.

I critique only a few, but get much pleasure in doing so, finding niggling but genuine criticism. This one, a challenge indeed, as it deviates from all that we are led to expect with flower shot. To start, is it flowers or a crowd maybe, the confusion is only of human making, thus represented well, questions raised by an image evokes interest and satisfaction, bestowed upon the optic nerve. 2nd the focus, where is it? where it should be, generalised and layered giving both depth and amusement to that now spoilt optic nerve. In the next instance, colour, COLOUR, yes I said colour, why not drown in it, let it flood over, drown us, once again optically we are happy, finally crop, well could we improve this 'rush hour' of movement, no way, the crop brings the jot to the fore and the flow, the river of excitement, takes us eternally 'in' satisfied reluctant to leave, this visual organism. The critique! you are going to find it difficult to improve on this one, so I will keep an eye not for another.