The Pulse of Morning

This image of a mighty sunrise was taken last summer.  From my window the rising sun was cradled in the crook of two silhouettes, the rooftops across the street and the foothills in the distance. The morning air was fresh and the sky was feathered with streaks of wispy clouds.

As the sun peeked over the hilltops the sky exploded with color as the sunbeams radiated filling the horizon with light. I captured this image from my window as I watched the sunlight stretch out to announce the beginning of a new day.

To conform the image to my impression I enhanced the colors and sharpened the contrast, blending the foothills and rooftops into one horizontal stretch. Then I contoured the image, filtering it so that the colors radiated from the sun like a strong and steady pulse, calling the world to its singular beat. 

Rummaging through photos this weekend I was drawn to this image as an expression of a world transformed on Easter morning. As Christ rose from the darkness of the grave, he dawned and rose as the Light of the World.

John 1: 4-5  In him was life , and the life was the light of men.  The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it. 

Happy Easter!

1 comment:

Jeff said...

How beautiful! I especially like the effect of the sun radiating out in increasing concentric circles. To top it off, tying this image to Easter today is wonderful! My window looked out on rain this Easter morning so your sunrise is even more appreciated because of that.