When I was little …
I examined my bedroom from my bed – upside down.
I viewed other worlds in the television set – while it was off.
And I especially liked to see how many layers of reflections I could capture in a pane of glass …
Like this reflection of Ray on a Sunday morning while we were talking about why he loves painting chiaroscuro.
“It’s the focus on light. Without the subject’s relationship to light …” and he was off.
With me right on his heals as we talked about the light and THE LIGHT. About art and spirituality.
As the rising sun angled a beam across the living room, I looked over his shoulder and caught this image in the cabinet behind him.
“Don’t move. I’m getting the camera.”
… promising that I was NOT going to shoot his messy Sunday morning mug – directly.
One never knows when the muse will strike. Coffee and camera turned into an hour of play and an idea to play with. More to come on this one.
So, where has YOUR muse struck you lately? In the kitchen? The garden? The studio? They are everywhere you know …
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