That beautiful transient thing.
Artists have always chased it.
Poets and lovers have too.
Because light reveals an object.
It tells the truth of a thing!
In art and in life ... to 'see the light'... is to understand as if for the very first time [how darkness and light are connected in such an important way]
But the light once revealed cannot be [un]seen and artists, poets and lovers alike are, from that day forward, both blessed and condemned by it… to seek it wherever they go… in whomever they meet… and wherever they look.
It's a blessing of immense proportions… and a burden like no other.
For the brighter the light... the steeper the angle… the deeper the shadow will be.
Shadows may define us and give substance to our form… but it it is our light… our radiant extraordinary light… that reveals the shape of our heart.