Whenever I walk into a room I've never entered before, I usually seek out a window. It is generally the primary source of natural light in any indoor space. Once in a while, just like the image above, you practically see the light pouring in. What might seem very cold and lifeless suddenly blooms with luminosity.
If it were up to me, every room would have a window.
Rays flow in like the sound of a thumb and his fingers skipping gingerly up to the lighter side of a piano.
The mood of the room changes with this natural flow.
Sometimes, this change is dramatic.
Or, oh so subtle.
It's something I think about often, actually--the quiet ways that light fill up a room.
Shadows seek refuge.
Textures come out of hiding.
The outside looks in.
Darkness needs a way out while life, in all it's color and splendor, needs an entrance.
Have you seen a window lately?
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