I've been addicted to window light the past couple days (see yesterday's images). I think it's funny the lengths we go to just to recreate artificially something that most of us have ready access to. And for some reason, the fake stuff never 'quite' looks like the real thing to me. Sometimes I try to trick my mind into thinking it's one or the other to see if it's all in my head. Kind of like listening to broadband static and trying to trick yourself into thinking it's a waterfall you're listening to (by the way, it works the other way around too, next time you're near a waterfall, close your eyes and try to imagine it's just static on your stereo. Fun stuff).
Anyway, I need to do more of this. I'd love to have a natural light studio with skylights like all the guys in Paris from the turn of the last century. Timothy Greenfield-Sanders' studio is crazy cool too. Sigh. A guy can dream, can't he?
I've got more to say on this subject, but I've got to mull it over a bit. In the meantime, here's a shot from a portrait commission I shot today. A bit cheesy I'll admit, but the light is nice.
Oh, and for those into such things, I've started messing around with twitter, so add me: follow billwadman