November 14, 2008 7:00pm Like an oasis or a figment of the soldiers imagination..... where he would like to be rather than fighting in a war where he could possibly be killed.... so he drifts away in his mind to a better place.... a fantasy..... him walking through the trees ...filled with smoke from rapid gun fire and bomb explosions.... toward what looks like safety...a lost and forgotten bomber that was shot down and gutted...and when he gets there what does he find but a beauty.... an angel..... a figment of his imagination..... and to them this could possibly be their last night alive so they should make the most of it...... the lighting is beautiful your legs look amazing..... to have you seated amongst the rubbel is a great contrast of calm purity and total destuction.... beautiful work... love it....
