Friday, February 13, 2009
The Silver Hour
The dark time of the year is passing; why do I miss it so?
I love to follow the rapidly changing light of dusk in winter, but I no longer need to pack lights for my evening outing. I truly enjoyed starting out in daylight at 5 pm and returning under starlight at 6. Even on overcast days, hints of sunset can be found in the subtle changes of the colours of the snow and in the depths of the shadows that shrink and grow beneath the trees.
This is the silver hour; about 45 minutes before darkness on a late January afternoon. Overcast, the sky reflects and refracts the light down through the trees and onto the snow. The snow catches and scatters it upwards through the branches, banishing shadows. Hidden behind a silver slate, the sun sinks unseen.
PS. To keep track of my off-leash dog on winter evenings I attach flashing L.E.D.s to her collar. She looks like a reindeer blinking through the woods but at least I know where she is, and can guess what she's up to. I can now leave them behind.
Image: 9" x 12" black canson paper, coloured pencil. This one didn't scan well. In real life, the white and light pencil crayons show up brighter, but the colour is translucent, so the scanning process picks up too much black. Click to enlarge and you'll see more detail.