I’m continually amazed by the ways color filters can alter an image’s look and feel.
This post’s featured image is actually a filtered revision of this image I captured this morning:
The cool blue of the cloud-strewn sky brightens to a shade of sunset-quality orange that places the three pines in the foreground in silhouette. The revision is almost enough to make me forget how cool and crisp the morning air felt, smelled, and tasted. There’s still a heavy feeling present, but its heft is thicker, possibly warmer
Then again, the original image, for the way it captures the clarity and sharpness of the morning air, suggests another sort of warmth — warmth of clarity, perhaps. Or possibility.
Add to that image this blush of first light, and the feeling become much more vivid.
Backlighting exposes each feathering of the maple’s budding branches. The oak, straight back, has yet to begin its spring push, and for that lingering dormancy its limbs appear crooked and tangled with the puffs of cloud catching the indirect light of the sun washing in from the right.
I had a difficult time framing my presentation of these images. In previous posts I’ve tried reaching through the images to address my state of mind, sketch questions I was mulling over, and weight the things I was grateful for. This morning there was only the cool air and the warmth promised by that washed out light.