The Consciousness of Light


  • original pastel on archival board
  • 12 x 16″
  • matted and framed to 16 x 20″

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In the still deep blue of dawn, a cloud was catching light from the Sun, rising still perhaps hundreds of miles away––or perhaps the cloud was catching light from clouds hundreds of miles away lit by the still further unrisen Sun, and then casting that light into the forest.

It was a little piece of magic, easily explained by science, of course. But in my worldview, we are enmeshed in a living cosmos where everything is endowed with consciousness. Enter rare magenta light through my window! It urged me to leap from myself, to ask questions: what is the quality of this light? What consciousness is it endowed with that I can perceive?