I love clouds. I love watching them float by as though leisurely on their way to some gathering of clouds. I love how they gently glide across the sky, changing form every second. One moment you see a man nestled in a cloud of pillows, the next there is a barking dog, or maybe a little white bunny. Right now I am looking to the west at a cluster of delicious purple clouds interspersed with gray and white. There is a rumble of thunder in the distance. The sun is still shining, but the air is wet and a cool breeze nips at my neck. It can only mean one thing, a good old fashioned Florida afternoon thunderstorm is imminent.
Flashback a moment to when I first took up oil painting and did my first ever plein air painting of clouds. At that time I always seemed to be looking at the clouds hoping for some insight on direction in life. I brought my easel and palette outside and stood there attempting to capture the essence of clouds. I floundered around in an attempt at a serious outcome. I was reminded of how silly it can be to take things too seriously when the wind blew my canvas off the easel, face first, into the dirt. Luckily no major damage done. I call this Spoon Cloud.
You can imagine my delight several weeks ago when I stepped outside to photograph the exterior of the Cade Museum. It was a beautiful blue sky day, with a handful of puffy clouds gliding in and out of the frame. There is a gorgeous room on the second floor where all three walls are composed of glass windows, with a blue tint to them. It is delightful both inside and out. I stood outside in awe, almost overwhelmed by the photographic possibilities that lay before me. As my gaze moved to the glass windows I came across a glorious moment where a cloud was passing behind the windows. The neat thing of all this is, due to the reflective nature of the windows, the clouds on the right side of the frame (outside of the image) are reflected in the glass. Luck would have it that the shapes seemed to match up seamlessly, giving the illusion that the visible cloud was fusing with the glass. Heaven!
Obviously I had to use this image for the 365 Project, and what better time to do it than during week 43 where I hit the 300 edits mark! Woohoo! We are in the final stretch people. If you've been following along you may recall on several occasions that some of the edits are reminiscent of skyscrapers. Now was the time to infuse a similar architectural structure with the original raw image. The results were delightful. In some instances the blue lines from the reflecting pool of the raw image wrap around the pillar under the glass windows, creating the sense of a column. In other instances the pillar is reminiscent of a smoke stack. In one the sun appears to be exploding in apocalyptic glory. What do you like about this week's edits? Do you have a favorite? What are your thoughts on clouds? Have they inspired you in some way or another? I always welcome your commentary and look forward to hearing from you. Thank you so much for your support on this epic journey.