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Shapes Made, Unmade II
The Day
Winter Window Reflection
Winter Lake
Blue Skies
I find myself becoming particular about light. Not time-of-day light - that's nothing new, I adore dawn and pre-dawn. No, I'm talking about indoor lighting. For example - I was at a wedding this afternoon, and there were candles and hanging lights throughout the cathedral. Beautiful, yes? But difficult to photograph while seated (since your don't have full range of motion with your arms).
Ah, but softer light, diffused light that perhaps is streaming through a window - that is a shape I can play with. And while we're at it, shall we add some blinds to the window, for texture? By all means. And that is the start of this series.
Bittersweet
The first moments of sunrise illuminate the world like none other.
It's like the first rays of light after a long darkness, even a long darkness you weren't sure you'd see through to the end. But the end came, and it was glorious - everything sparking and showing its color like you'd never seen.
It's like the first rays of light after a long darkness, even a long darkness you weren't sure you'd see through to the end. But the end came, and it was glorious - everything sparking and showing its color like you'd never seen.
I'm looking to capture that moment in my work - when you have fresh eyes to see and appreciate, to wonder and imagine. Not midnight, when all is dark. Not noon, when the light seems like nothing special. No - at dawn, when the light is soft and persistent, when everything is new.
Late Afternoon VI
See II, III, IV
You may remember the first in this series (if not, here). A and I were driving back to New York from Portland, and stopped in Boston-ish to watch the sunset. It's just as hard as you'd think to find a good (#don'ttowme) place to park and have a good view, but we eventually found a parking garage that was (yay) free on Sundays. Win! To the roof, with haste!
If you know me at all, you know I'm a sucker for good lighting. Give me a few hours from pre-dawn to post-sunrise (concepts I now differentiate, dawn vs sunrise), or a good hour or two near sunset, my precious golden hour. (Not "my precious" but ok, kind of.) That's not the point. The point is that the clouds in this particular sunset, combined with the expected fantastic light, produced the foundation for some great images.
Here's to another rooftop sunset to play with soon.
Cheers!
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Preview: painting in progress (abstract no 6)
There's Still More II
See #1 here |