Have you ever looked at the sunset and wondered, "Man, how did God do it? Make the turning of the earth's hemisphere away from the sun splash so many colors across the twilight sky?" No? Well it may just be me, but who cares. As I look out my window I can count at least four shades of orange, three yellow, and twelve blue. Can I tell you exactly what shade they are? No, but I can tell you that they are all beautiful and that they cast such a beautiful light through the tree tops.
I blame my counting of colors in the sky on Mr. Gilpin (one of my professors). Last semester I took a stagecraft class and for our final project we had to build a flat and paint a scene on it of his choosing. Mine was of the sky. Easy, I thought. WRONG! 12 shades of blue that I had to mix myself. Ever since that class I have had a certain compulsion to count the colors in the sky. Especially when driving (not always the best idea).
At this very moment I would love nothing more than to produce what is going on outside my window, on a stage. Even as I look now, the colors are changing. Blue is taking over the sky once again and the orange is shrinking away in retreat turning a nice amber with hints of pink. Some lovely leaf brake gobos and perfectly selected gels all in Source Four instruments hung above an empty stage, save a ghost light that will eerily glow once the "sun" has set within a thirty minute fade time. ::sigh:: Bliss.
Sunset is a miraculous thing. They have been around for so long and through out our lives there has been and never will be two that are the same. I think it is cool that once you acquire new knowledge it can change your perspective.
ReplyDeleteYour description was amazing.