I asked for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
Yeah but I’ll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace, my sight grows stronger)
(And I will not be a pawn for the prince of darkness any longer)
~Indigo Girls
a splash of color on monday morning
a photo study documenting the colors of the spectrum: the balance points between light reflected and light absorbed
