|A Luminous Light
Light is the language
of the landscape.
Some days the light fairly sings, like this morning under the crab apple tree. It was like this, soft and luminous, for just a few minutes. Just long enough for me to record this scripture of light.
Snow usually gives a sharp white light with stark blue/violet shadows. It is not easy to photograph. But this day, there was a warm glow to the snow and there was no glaring contrast. It seemed to emit light rather than reflect it. I know that may sound strange but it was the sensation I got as I look out the window at it.
At moments such as this, I understand why light has always been associated with the spiritual. Through time and across cultures, light is the supreme scriptural metaphor. This day I finally "got" James Turrell's statement about the consciousness of light. You can re-read the original post here.
After I made this photograph, I just sat and gazed at the scene, afraid to blink for fear it would disappear in that instant. It did slowly fade away after about five minutes and I was left with such a feeling of profound thankfulness that my camera and I were there to bear witness to the sight.
I felt that after weeks of in-dwelling this Winter; of embracing both stability and the wonderful Taoist practice of Wu Wei, photographing only what comes to me, I was given an amazing gift in this image. No, more than the image it was the experience...the photograph is but a translation of the experience and never equal to it. This will be my Icon of the Experience for the Winter of 2013/2014. The image that says it all for me.
Another post on James Turrell's amazing installation at the Guggenheim last year may also provide some further illumination on light....