January 23, 2010

Block of blue.

I am grateful because the sky is often a big block of unblemished blue in New York City, which leads to the most compelling spaces of veiled light, luminosity and shadow. This is true even in the belly of winter where in other places (may I say, Paris, as just one example) days and days will pass and the sun just doesn't show. I'm not sure why I am so under the sun's thumb - I mean totally dependent, but oh yes, I will concede: I am imbued.

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