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February 18, 2010

I’ve been sifting through three years worth of photos over the past couple weeks, thousands of photos just sitting on my hard drive in countless folders. I’m telling you, I could stop snapping for a year and still have pictures to share.  So I’ve begun the painstaking task of organizing them, ditching the bad ones and tagging the rest.  There are photos of places and people and landscapes and cities and objects and nature and sunsets and moon rises from Nova Scotia to Barcelona. And it’s time to get that shit under control, yo!

One of the things I am noticing as I go through these photos, aside from the staggering number of them, is the quality of the light from one place to the next. Indeed, the light in Montreal is quite different from the light in Paris, London, Rome and Barcelona.  Barcelona is zesty, as if a citrus mist or a thin veil of golden pollen hangs in the air. Italy bathes in honey apricot liquid light. Paris is less porous, less airy. It exhales in brown, in a way that suggests a soupcon of sepia. California’s sun is strait out of the cyan seventies. Nova Scotia is saturated in sea foam whereas British Columbia’s aura is fern & forest green.  As for the light that falls on Montreal… I haven’t quite figured it out yet.  Perhaps because I am too close to it.

But my favorite light so far, by far, has to be that of London. It feels like the same light that was there three hundred years ago. A light from another time. A light dipped in silver then draped over the buildings and parks and streets. It has a steel hue to it, a blue tint, a hint of flint. It is a dozen shades of gray even on a sunny day.  It is the color of winter no matter the season. And it lends itself oh so well to photography.

So in favor of basking in London’s glorious light, this week’s list is postponed to Saturday (the other reason being that I am disorganized and prone to procrastination).

See you Saturday. Until then, I wonder… what kind of light shines over you?

10 Comments leave one →
  1. February 18, 2010 7:33 pm

    Hm… I’m not sure what quality of light washes over me at present. It’s definitely filtered by a bit of a murky haze but hopefully it will clear up soon. We must on the same wave length since after putting it off (then putting it off some more) I am also in the midst of wading through way too many shots in iPhoto. What a job. My eyes are twirling.
    Good luck with your photographic purge and label.
    BTW, great shots. As always. : )

  2. February 18, 2010 10:11 pm

    it’s been rose gold around here in the afternoons – i’m going with that because it feels pretty good to me.

    gorgeous shots – that statue is just calling my name.

  3. February 18, 2010 10:33 pm

    I love this concept, and you are SO right regarding California light– it’s very Super-70s, even in my memory!

    Not sure about DC’s light… I’d like to think it’s the light of justice, but I know I’m wrong. Still, it’s a beautiful light which I’ll be able to judge someday 🙂

  4. February 19, 2010 3:24 am

    Your light, Jeanine. That’s what’s shining over me right now!

  5. Alison permalink
    February 19, 2010 12:07 pm

    I’m sad to say that the light shining over me is neon. Yuck. But in another couple of weeks oh my that will be totally changed. Not sure which light it will be but it will be soft and warm for sure.

  6. Ashley Erin permalink
    February 19, 2010 2:53 pm

    An interesting observation. I shall have to look through my old pictures and see what kind of light I find.

    Though honestly, kudos to you for starting to organize your 3 years of photos. I should do that, but I keep putting it off…. someday, you know… maybe, I will. 🙂

  7. February 20, 2010 2:11 pm

    I really (really) loved the light in London when I was there last April >>

  8. February 20, 2010 10:31 pm

    wonderful shots and the post on the lights is very cool, thanks!!

    for the light, I live close to Montreal, no sun for days!!!

  9. February 21, 2010 6:06 am

    i miss you, your smiley face, your natural exhuberance. london light waits for you to return….

  10. February 23, 2010 5:54 pm

    I always want to comment, but I fear I will always say the same thing. That is: IloveyourphotosIloveyourphotosIloveyourphotos.

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