Notes

Light is not solely white or shades of it. It is a territory of processes so much informed by what exists next to it. Light has a home then and any attempts to bring it within has to bring its home along or else it does not survive. Within a photograph light is easy to capture, it may not have the other forms of excellence a photographer would admire, but light is present. Without its home light becomes dispersed and hidden, the dark though cannot claim it, for it too like light has a shadowland. https://youtu.be/mneDuKb3BT8 Hania Rani

Pink rises.

Gold falls further.

An opera singer has to sing.

Trill la la.

As the ostrich opens her feathered flock.

Fortunes abound.

Though often not found.

In a game of cards.

The opening spade remains on guard.

A sequence of patterns quite hard to imagine.

The pink reaches home.

With a hole in his pocket.

Hello little stone.

Painted gold.