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Is that Paul Newman and Robert Redford?

A bit of post-production work in the endeavour to creative a 1960s film classic out of a photograph taken with difficult light. I'm considering it a success!
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Brian Miller said…
wow. like ask and you will receive....quick to respond to my suggestion...lol.
11 May 2009 at 20:52
Roddy said…
Is Ezra standing,or is there a trick of light? How much am I actually missing? Those two are growing faster than you and your brother. Although I didn't have the advantage of the internet way back then. Go away for three months, come home and you had both doubled in size. I don't know if it was natural, but that was the way it was. It is fantastic watching these two grow.
11 May 2009 at 21:51
Candie said…
:) really nice
11 May 2009 at 22:20
Jackie said…
That's a brilliant picture!
12 May 2009 at 07:12
Hallam said…
This is the first time I think that Henry looks more like you than Jen.
12 May 2009 at 08:03
yamini said…
Both the boys are looking deadly, dashing, dapper and,,,,, wet!! :-))

By the way, who are Paul Newman and Robert Redford??

I know only of Henry and Ezra, no one else comes closer!!!!!
12 May 2009 at 15:44
Roddy said…
Just looking at the two young gentlemen in the bath and was taken to realise how Henry looks like a younger version of myself whilst Ezra has a definate tilt toward Ian.
The gene pool is definately working overtime.
12 May 2009 at 19:55
KL said…
What about Gregory Peck and Cary Grant?

Sniff..sniff...how come modern day actors don't look so nice :-P?

You can really create old masterpieces. Perhaps you should try that out as your profession.
12 May 2009 at 23:15
Kris McCracken said…
Brian, kids are easy to write about.
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, Ez can stand up now (while holding on to something). He will pass Henry in size soon...
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, they are good boys (deep down).
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, the light in there was shocking, so I thought that I’d mix it up a bit.
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, he is very good looking, you’re right.
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I should hope that they are wet, being in the bath and all.
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, definitely on drugs.
13 May 2009 at 12:12
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I need a new job. Are there any going in your neck of the woods?
13 May 2009 at 12:12
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