I spend more time on Flickr, totally amazed at other peoples’ photos, totally and utterly jealous at their obvious abilities, than I do taking photos.
But there is value in the Flickr obsession. I learn.
This photo is beautiful, no two ways about it. I conjures all sorts of feelings, mainly for me, and you will have you own, joy, autumn, an Uncle’s old bach at the beach. It is a striking image. I’ve spent some time studying it to learn why, and I’ve decided it’s the light. Light, light, light, light, light. Light. Lux, luminance, illumination.
I have no idea what sits a top of the books. I can’t read the spines of the books. The kitchen looks nice, and it’s a homely tablecloth, but above all, there is that light. Spilling in the window and making a kitchen look brilliant.