If you have been following my blog posts (I don't know why you would, and I am not presumptuous enough to assume that you are, but play along like you know what I am talking about, k?), I have been talking alot about light lately.
Recently, I have been absolutely fascinated by light to the point where I begin to giggle sometimes. And, as a veteran of Afghanistan and Iraq and over 15 years of Active duty service in the US Army, when something makes me giggle, it has to REALLY tickle me. (Or maybe I am just becoming loony in my old age?)
As I stood there shooting pictures from different angles in this dark, dank, beat up, dusty, broken down hallway, I realized what a contrast this pure beam of golden sunshine was to it's surroundings. I felt like I wasn't the only one that noticed it's presence. I felt like the walls around where the light ended it's journey at the base of the wall across from the doorway were all leaning in a bit, trying to catch a little drop. They envied that one part of the wall, with its light hitting it so brightly that it covered up the chips of paint and scuff marks that covered all of the walls in that hallway.
Seeing light, truly seeing it, helps us to see the things that bask in its presence, whether it is an overcast day, a candlelit eatery, or Yankee Stadium on a warm, sunny, summer day.
Enjoy the light!
PS. I usually try to use images that have zero sales to give them more exposure, but in this case, all the images that illustrated rays of light had multiple sales....hmmm.....