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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Sunlit Infrared From Heaven

Morning Has Broken

Morning has broken
Like the first morning,
Black bird has spoken
Like the first bird.
Praise for the singing!
Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word!

Sweet the rain’s new fall
Sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall
On the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness
Of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness
Where His feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight!
Mine is the morning.
Born of the one light
Eden saw play!
Praise with elation,
Praise ev’ry morning,
God’s recreation
Of the newday!

_Eleanor Farjeon, 1931

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Beautiful Mystic Blue

The Mystic Blue

OUT of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping
To sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping.

Sometimes the darkness trapped within a wheel
Runs into speed like a dream, the blue of the steel
Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel.

And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops
Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops
Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.

And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,
The rainbow arching over in the skies,
New sparks of wonder opening in surprise.

All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea
Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously,
Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the sea
Of midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.

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D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). Amores. 1916.

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