Let There Be Light

Ah, but how much light? Enough to freeze the wings of a bee in flight? Enough to keep all of a scene in focus? Enough to get a good shot of a small thing, zoomed?

And of what quality? Flat, cold illumination from an overcast sky or warmth from a late-afternoon sun or blue-sky cheeriness?

And coming from where? Straight overhead, leaving no shadows and no real place to stand either, or strongly directional, offering at least the possibility of getting it behind me?  

In my ongoing negotiation with my camera — trying to persuade it to record what I see and how a scene feels — light is the trickiest player.

As we made our way around the Cabot Trail, everything changed: the geology, the scenery, the position of the sun, and the cloud cover. So, too, did the photos.

2-photo collage of rocky shores in different light
Similar shorelines; different light


2-photo collage of rocky beaches: close-up and far vista
Similar beaches, different light.
2-photo collage
Same spot, same time, looking different directions.



  1. Alison Uhrbach

    So pretty! of places in the world that I could imagine living, NovaScotia is ONE of them! and I love rock beaches, and always end up bringing home a small sampling in my pocket.

  2. I may still have somewhere an unfinished painting of this ocean, luminous rocks, a church tower, and steep pine-clad banks sloping into the limitless water. In stunning clarity, you have reprised all my themes with attention to the Light. So should I.

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