Like most that paint, I'm obsessed with light. How it affects colours. How it is colour. How do I recreate its beauty? How do I do it justice?  How do I make it better?
Dusk out here in late August and September lasts forever. The orangey, red and yellow is so strong and enveloping. You can even feel the colours as it hits you. In turn - with your face to the setting sun - you feel juxtaposition of coolness - purples and blues - send chills up and down where the light doesn't hit you.
It's this intensification of the light, of beauty, of opposing forces that really makes me feel alive.

I love late summer.




Another poor photo here.The black and white strips it to its essentials I think: