Shadow & Light – The Art Of The Cock: Week 30

Shadow

I’m afraid of the dark. That is, I am afraid to be in the light peering into impenetrable blackness. One night while in school I had left an art show feeling good so I thought I would face my fear and sit for a while in a dark small garden that was in the shadow of a large oak. I sat in the garden nervously for a bit before my eyes adjusted. Suddenly the garden seemed quite light and as little details made themselves apparent I looked up at the oak. The rain that had soaked it, making it dark and scary outside the garden, had left a sheen and thousands of droplets on the branches and leaves. The tree looked like it was wrapped in glowing crystals. I would never have seen that if I hadn’t taken the time to sit and look for a while in the dark

IMG_9909Light cleanses and reveals what shadow would rather is unmoved and undiscovered. Both nourish and consume us and our work. Neither is greater than the other and both are essential. It would not be called black and white photography if black and white weren’t both needed. I spend a lot of time in the dark, photographically. I like the sharp contrast of a back-lit subject. Sometimes though, it feels really good, to let the sun soak into my skin, and to record all of the beautiful colors that light reveals.

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