04 December 2012
I. September 2012
II. October 2012
III. November 2012
IV. December 2012
Let me know which you prefer and why.
Over the last few weeks an accumulation of sunsets have paved the way for the kinds of scenes that force you to hold tight with awe. The drama is palpable, even when the sky is gray and the sunset struggles for attention.
Think: painterly, impressionistic, dazzling, quietly stellar, tenuous, heroic, ricocheting beams, glistening rays, vibrant hues…The soundless splendor is no less monumental.
Each display seduces in its own performance: the aesthetics in the convergence of nature’s forces. And so I’ve begun to bookend my day between the illusive sunrise and the unexpected sunsets.
For a quick explanation of why autumn and winter sunsets are more colorful, see a video from weather.com. Click here. The short rendition from the weather channel: “During this time of year, weather patterns allow for dry, clean Canadian air to sweep across country, and more colors of the spectrum make it through to our eyes without getting scattered by particles in the air, producing brilliant sunsets and sunrises that can look red, orange, yellow or even pink.”
No two setting suns mimic each other. Each carves itself into the sky and into my mind. Sometimes they are barely there for mental saturation, but they still project an identity that is unique to the day’s atmosphere and weather. Their moodiness spikes my adrenalin.
This proliferation of explosive dances has more than dazzled my personal lens. In a world of dislocation and unsettling events, they mark moments of peace and tranquility.
Sunsets seem a perfect counterpoint to my photography. Each are a source of quieting my mind, each stills the vision before me.
Nature spirits my way, opens me for an emotional response. As important, nature reassures me that there’s hope for another golden day.
Note: As always I welcome comments about this post or any part of my blog. For a recent post about sunsets, click here.