Clutter

My room. I took these this afternoon. I walked in and this shaft of sunlight was projected right across one wall, flooding in from a crack in the closed curtains. The entirety of my room was sunken in gloom, as per the usual, but there was a small, blinding white sheet of light over a DVD on a shelf, extending its influence over one corner of the room. It seemed to me like the light was tumbling down the shelves and over my desk, like a waterfall from its source, the pool at the top. Or like blossoms falling from a tree. There was something arresting about the dim shadows being penetrated so unforgivingly by this light, in its purest form. That was what I tried to capture on camera, and I think I just about succeeeded in the end. In the last photo.

I know it's very banal, but I found it a nice image. And when I say 'nice', I'm not copping out of finding a more creative word, I really mean nice. Pleasant, comforting. I love that kind of lighting in a room - largely dark wih one small, concentrated point of light. I can't deal with bright light, it makes me feel trapped and exposed. I generally try to dwell in relative darkness, if I had it my way, there'd never be a curtain open in the house. It's also personal, and tender...nostalgic. That area of my room contains objects that haven't moved from my room in years.