Photograph of a flower becomes a wave of pastel color.
Light surrounds us everyday. It is commonplace so we fail to see the beauty and magic of light.
When I was very young the early morning sun would shine through a tree onto my bedroom window. At a certain point in time it created the shape of a man's head wearing a hat. I couldn't get out of bed until the sun moved enough for the image to go away. I tried to show my mother, but she never saw what I did. A young girls fear manifest by the magic of light.
The wondrous beauty of color is made possible by the vibrations of light. Look around at all the color that surrounds you. Magical.
Every time I pick up my camera to create an image I am aware of the light. It's direction, brightness, and reflection are all part of the magic of light. Capturing that light and sharing it with you gives me pleasure.
Without light the magic would be harder to see. But I am sure that magic will always find a way to manifest itself.
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