Ocean Rainbows

“Ocean Rainbows” Art on Canvas,
Photographed by JayJacyPhotography
at Fernandina Beach, Florida, Amelia Island


  • “By the WORD of the LORD the heavens were made,
    and by the breath of His mouth all their host.
    HE gathers the waters of the sea as a heap;
    HE puts the deeps in storehouses.”
    Psalm 33:6,7
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    “Ocean Rainbows” Art on Canvas,
    Copyright, JayJacy Photography ©2018 All Rights Reserved
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Golden Lights of Amelia


In search of beautiful light is always a quest for photographers and golden light of sunrise, sunsets, beautiful sunlit trees, cloudy days and waterfront are ones we truly delight in. The rolling hills and fields in the countryside spun with golden lights are also a favorite. There is beauty of golden light to be found everywhere if we just pursue it. A recent interior design project sent us on a journey for just the right light and color for fine art prints to complete our design. With our blue and white project, what is more beautiful than golden light hues coupled with the classical softness of HDR. The six images for this “Art on Canvas” project are thus entitled “Golden Lights.”

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“Above yon gleaming skies of gold
One lone imperial peak is seen;
While gathered at his feet in green
Ten thousand foresters are told:
And all so still! so still the air
That duty drops the web of care.

Beneath the sunset’s golden sheaves
The awful deep walks with the deep,
Where silent sea doves slip and sweep.”*
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for HDRCHIC (2013)
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Sunset at the Marsh


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I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
__William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

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Photography: Copyright, JayJacy Photography ©2017
All Rights Reserved – No Reblogs Please. Thank You