"I couldn't even see her eyes moving behind the bauta. Her statuesque pose echoed the city's stillness. Then the slightest of movements - a nod, a shift of the fingers, a footstep - gave away what lay underneath the mask and the costume. It was in those fleeting moments that Venice came to be as it once was. Every man and woman in a masquerade ball pretending; a carnival celebrating the Venetian tradition of anonymity."
Shot during the last 3 days of the 2011 Venice Carnival with a Nikon D7000.
Would love to get some feedback on the editing, compositions, color grading and overall feel. Thanks!