We are dawn every morning.
We are light facing day.
We are varying afternoons.
We are shadows that play.
The night contains dreams that enter my heart.
It is there that I journey with my daytime apart.
Yet deep within dreams, is the essence of now.
To awaken from dreams.
To rediscover then,
Somehow.
As the morning begins us and day leads us in.
The rhythm and motion, a sought after whim.
Of pleasure, of moment,
Of magic or intrigue.
A sprinkle of seedlings that gather to be.
The length of our hours turning morning,
Then to night.
Within all these moments,
Such a beautiful sight.
Project: Time of Day combines my photographs with how different times of the day might appear essentially from an impression. The photographs serve the vital
purpose to begin the inspiration for this project. Each photo contains light and colors converging together.
As each developed, I began to see them representing the passing hours of each day wherein the lights and colors emerge and then fade. They are named accordingly, Dawn, Morning, Late Morning, Afternoon, Dusk, Evening and Dream.
Enjoy, Susy