in the light we may know the dark

there's a person i know who loves the "incident" of light specifically, i believe- profoundly - i'd know it if i could see him at work. if i could see his daily. i like his experiments, his questions of movement and of light itself.  i hope for his success, for people to see his work - to "see" his capture of light's sneaky leavings.  he's from the ice gallery in san diego and i'll find a good source for his work (i'll ask him the most definitive site) and then share it here. {update 10 the 12 2011.9:10pm} my friend's site and work:  http://www.michaeljamesarmstrong.com/

light is everything we see. our eyes operate on the stuff.  what is reality?  a vast question that leads to all kinds of great; but!,  but, just take light.  it is immense.  shadow, source, texture, grades, there are all kinds of occurrences in the consistent moment.  look!  right there, right in front of you:  light.  amazing.
i want to eat it, roll around in it...  just-  get involved in that light.  but then,  i am involved.  i'm reflecting it myself.  absorbing it.   black and white enjoy this situation as do any colour or surface.

the skin is semi-opaque, it has depth, and light likes to get in there and tickle those under parts.

when i am in the bitumenous (my noun for meaning "in context" or aware of my connection to a setting, sometimes i refer to it as "street level") i feel the cracks in the asphalt, the puddles darkening the footpaths, the utility wires casting their grades of shadow on the belows.  a nice way to enjoy the bereft of something.  and light doesn't mind, shoot, light doesn't give up.  it bounces around until it finds you again.  earth shine?  the moon knows it well.

but light needs a partner, it needs particle, it needs that touch to reflect, to refract. to light up the worlds and universe.