Flight

Rothko meets Turrell late at night, in the perpetual twilight high above the arctic in the dead of winter. Daylight and destination beyond the horizon, it’s a long, slow-motion dawn in the loud lonely silence of the sleeping aircraft. It is serene. On long-haul flights, I always ask for a window seat. While other passengers are immersed in illuminated screens of another sort, I watch the slowly shifting light in the distance. In recent travels, I have moved from shooting the world as seen from the air to shooting the air itself. These images are culled from several recent journeys. They were shot digitally with a normal camera and lens. No alternative photographic methods were used; poorly exposed and out-of-focus shots are surprisingly apparent. Similarly, there has been no significant retouching, no Photoshop trickery. ~Deborah Hosking