And other musings on Cangiante, Sfumato, and Unione
What a beautiful morning!!! I was heading out early on Christmas Eve to get the last few things on my list. During the snowstorm the day before, I had spent most of the day helping Ryan do flower deliveries. So this was my last chance, at 8:30, look what I found. I wish I had been able to get up a bit higher to clean the foreground, but after my short trip, the sun had risen just enough that it took the edge off what I had seen earlier.
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I stand still or move slowly, feeling things like the impulse of shapes, the direction of lines, the quality of surfaces. I frame with my eye (sometimes with my hands) as the ground glass would frame. Nothing that one could reasonably call thinking is taking place at this stage. The condition is total absorption; the decision (a picture!) is spontaneous. – Aaron Siskind, 1955