The light is changing…that’s what I noticed as I pulled up to the house just before nine tonight.
Light has a lot to do with how we feel about things. While I was out on the water with my brother, father and daughter, I enjoyed a different experience of light. The term I used out on the boat was mercurial…something about light bouncing off of water. I got to thinking about my sister-friend who sails with her partner for a good part of every year. What a wondrous experience that would be. Does it all normalize after a time?
I thought that my family was more transparent out on the water…more beautiful; although I wonder how that can be possible.
It was important that I jot this impression/experience down because as time passes, these moments begin to exist in a more distant past. I never want to forget the silver-white of every moment.
Alex Colville’s Painting, To Prince Edward Island (1965)