Sunday, December 30, 2012
It was a pretty gloomy cold morning I recall. One of the first of the season. Leaves were falling. I was taken by the light shining through the house, which, while imposing, is not deep. I think I tried to play up that spot of bright light by darkening up everything around it, but the shadows got too dark. Or maybe not so much too dark as they are utterly devoid of color. I like the back-lighting on the sycamore tree. I like the boldness and the simplicity. I do not like the shadows on the pavement, or the column, which ought to be mostly in shadow, but shows up like a blind man's cane.