Friday, May 13, 2016

Morning Light

Light fascinates me. Composition too, as well as color. But mostly light.

Here is morning light on the upper west side of Manhattan from a day ago, with a north facing window. Nothing done to the  photo. No enhancement, filter or manipulation. 

Speaking of composition: I recently edited out two small black tables that resided on either side of the hearth (see here). Yes, I know all about having a place to put drinks—which is why I put them there to begin with, but having greater openness feels right—and the tray on the ottoman suffices, does it not? I have a somewhat larger 19th century oval one which is begging to be gilded. Doable, right? Of course, I may put them back—the small tables that is—and can only surmise that my hankering for space is something of a metaphor since I have been working on a literary project. Funny how the mind works. 

Next up is a large mirror, which I have been yakking about forever, but am revving up to do, the frame sitting in the basement. 

But first—love me some light.... 


  1. yes not sure you need the little tables with the ottoman/coffee table. one is enough!

    1. Thank you for your comment, ArchitectDesign, and for the affirmation!

  2. I wonder if the sense that a room can "breathe" is produced precisely by the absence on an object where--conventionally, predictably, inevitably--there always is an object.

    Or maybe it's the Chanel principle of removing one accessory--but in either case--what an remarkable difference.

    1. Thank you for your comment, Chuck. I had read of the Chanel Principle, and thank you for reminding me of it. Minimalist, however, I am obviously not!


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