Sunrise at last - sun through trees, delicate orange-pink-blue sky as flat and perfect a transition as any water-colourist ever spread from his dripping sable wash brush. Above, a smear of white contrail as aeroplane spoils the perfect surface of the lightening sky.The day is here. This day is here.
Sunset finally – huge pink clouds shaped on evening wind rolling lazily across this surreal sky of a day, texture and depth palette-knifed from the coloured air around them. They look so heavy, ponderous, important, but all they are is a mist
So this day ends as this day began - a shifting mix of light and dark and every shade of colour. The artist puts away the brush, and who amongst us knows the colour and shape of the next painting?
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Great photos tank but there is something else about this is there.
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ReplyDeleteVery poignant AKH. You have caught the mood. At least one of the moods. You have a talent for it. Thank you. The mood will shift & change. Can we influence the mood?
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ReplyDeleteAs hard as it might seem, there is light at the end of the tunnel. Very evocative photos - they all capture something slightly different - try and cling to the glimmering lights in the last one. They will give you hope.
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The pictures are all taken in the car park of the Venus Building on that day.
Thanks for the words.
remember when we all thought the world was flat?...and we were scared we'd fall off the edge?...then we got to the horizon and found it all looked a lot more exciting...I guarantee that you'll look back next year and see it as a blessing
ReplyDeleteThanks Glyn - you are our scouting party. Any Injuns?
ReplyDeleteMoved to tears again.
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