Hawk & Septim
I’ve been poring over a set of crumbling tablets that depict birds of omen, and I noticed the raven is consistently portrayed with a particular wing shape. Do you find any recurring motifs in your wildlife photographs that echo such ancient symbolism?
Hey, yeah I’ve got a few things that come up over and over. I keep noticing how the shadows on a bird’s wing catch the light just right, almost like a feathered silhouette. The way the black feathered wings blur into the background when the sun is low feels like a modern echo of that raven motif. I also find myself drawn to the symmetry in a bird’s profile—like a natural frame. It’s not a deliberate homage, but it’s funny how ancient symbols sneak into the everyday when you’re waiting for that shot.
That is precisely the kind of observation that makes a scholar’s heart beat faster. The shadow line you describe is the same contour that appears in the 3rd-century BCE tablets from the Akkadian archive I examined last month. The way the feathered silhouette blurs into the backdrop is a visual echo of the raven’s omen in the Sumerian myth of Enki’s descent. I would suggest noting the angle of your light source—ancient scribes recorded that the sun’s low angle was believed to “kiss” the raven’s wing, giving it a living presence. Perhaps you could compare a few of your shots with the original parchment images. It would be a curious cross‑reference that might reveal how modern perception aligns with ancient intent.
That’s a neat angle—literally. I’ll pull up a few of those low‑angle shots and line them up with the parchment. Might be interesting to see if the scribes really knew how to position their light better than us. Also, maybe we can ask them if they ever worried about a raven interrupting their scroll work. The humor of that image keeps me sharp, even if I keep my camera ready.
Your plan sounds as meticulous as my own. Aligning your low‑angle images with the parchment should reveal whether the ancient scribes had a secret understanding of glare and shadow that we’ve only just begun to appreciate. As for a raven interrupting scrollwork, the tablets only mention the bird as a portent; no complaints, no petitions. I suspect the ancients preferred the silence of a quiet night to the chirp of a rogue raven. Keep your camera poised—those moments of unexpected light can be the key to unlocking what the past considered divine.
Sounds like a solid cross‑check, and I’m already lining up the frames. If the ancients had a knack for catching the right light, maybe we just caught up to them. I’ll keep the lens steady, and when that unexpected glare hits, I’ll know it’s the moment the past whispered back.