Picture 2: 24 December 2021
Lighting cue two go.
I’m not going in any particular order when it comes to posting these pictures. Mostly I just go through the folder I have of interesting lighting and post whatever is the current vibe. I will forewarn, however, that I have over a hundred and fifty pictures I plan to post at some point, and that’s a number that grows nearly on the daily.
For this one, I’m technically actually posting two pictures, but they’re of the same occurrence, so I’m counting it as one thing. These pictures are of a sunset. My mother and I were driving home on Christmas Eve—at the last possible second, as is fairly typical for me—when my mother pointed out the sunset to me.
Because my mother was the one driving, I was instructed to take pictures for her. :) But I think this sunset was particularly lovely, too! I have a preference for warm light over cool light, and sunsets like this are a part of the reason why. Amber lighting is everything. Truly, there is no more accurate way to describe this sort of evening-time than “golden hour”.
There’s something deeply peaceful, yet also looming, about looking up at the setting sun. On one hand, this is the same sky and the same sun that humans have been seeing for literal centuries. I can look up and see the same thing that my ancestors did, and my ancestors’ ancestors. It feels so small and insignificant to be just one little person out of literal billions staring up at it.
At the same time, though, the sun never sets the same, does it? A thousand pictures of the sky taken from the same place would never once look the same. My Theatre History class loves the idea of sympathetic magic—one plus one equals more than one, the parts come together to become more than just the whole, each experience is a new one.
It’s comforting, then, to know that each and every one of those before me has looked up at the same thing, only to take something different out of it. That’s a sentiment I hope to carry over to lighting design, should I ever design for a show. Even if the lighting design is the same, no two show nights are ever the same, and I can only hope each audience member takes something away from it, even if it‘a never the same something.
Golly, I love perspectives. It’s nice not being alone on this flaming disaster ball of a planet. :)
Standby writing cue two. :P
(Get it, ’cos it rhymes with lighting, hahahaha.)















