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15 October 2006



I love seeing and reading about your take on fall light. I tend to see it as golden and very oblique. I think in the obliqueness is the blue. I'm going to watch for it.


Oblique, Laura, is it! It's like a ramp to memory. I've been canted in this sloped light for weeks trying to find a map to the right words.

I wonder whether the sense of gold in fall light is false--just an impression cast by maples and birches and basswoods.

I'm enjoying your Paris artwork.


I don't think the sense of gold is false---there are no maples, birches, basswoods here---it's a gold at the cool end (this is where your blue comes in?) of the spectrum and it's diffuse, getting more so as winter comes on. Of course, there'd be huge differences between the light here and that in the Pacific northwest.


Laura--Sorry! Of course not false--forgive my use of overly strong language. Your point about the differences in light is a good one. I had simply been wondering whether our impressions of light are as strongly influenced by the colors in the environment as by the light itself but didn't clearly express myself and clearly had not been thinking sufficiently about the topic.


Oh, no problem at all, Larry! I think you're absolutely right about the things in the environment affecting light---and, of course, light affects the things in the environment. It's an eternally fruitful two-way street, don't you find?

Larry Ayers

Oblique is the word, all right... this is the sun-in-your-eyes time of year.


Larry--thanks for stopping by. On the hills where I live, the obliqueness of the lights seems sometimes forever after you.

Juliet Wilson

Beautiful post - like a prose poem.


Juliet--thanks very much!

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