You're driving on the Pacific Coast Highway north, windows down, the rush of cold air from the low hanging clouds fills your lungs, whips through your hair, and you're listening to the sweet sweet tunes of Lucero. This particular moment was shot in just that scenario this past summer. The softness of the fog rolling over the hills, the dreamy-like quality draws me in. It's like waking up from a deep sleep with bleary eyes in the early morning. The neutral palette of colors, mellow blues, browns, and grays, are inviting but can also make me feel so small in such a large world. But, even driving on the highway, I know that seeing this moment is a shared experience by those who were making the same trek and those who live close by. That thought makes me feel more kinship to all of the communities that I am lucky enough to take part in.
Very nice comment on your surroundings and your emotional state. I challenge you as we go through color theory to redefine you vision of gray as light :)
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