On this island we call home, we are beneath an area where five main air masses meet. This causes our weather to be particularly changeable, resulting in beautiful, ever changing skies. Whether pure blue or filled with puffy clouds, darkening with a brooding storm or painted in warm hues, they all bring a certain level of awe. I often find myself commenting on the sky, thinking how incredible the clouds look and wondering how something so vast can be so fluid.
Just like that art gallery Ralph Waldo Emerson mentioned, despite being so vast, the sky can metamorphose and distort from one spectacle into another in a matter of minutes. The clouds gather and thicken then move and disperse allowing the sun to illuminate through sections where water vapour has thinned. Colours transition from flat white to vibrant blue, dipping into cold grey and returning to blue again. Before we realise, an orange glow starts to appear, shifting to pink, through purple and resting as black until the contortions begin again when the sun starts to rise. There is something about this everyday occurrence that is both comforting and grounding.
Never quite the same, the sky shifts from one moment to the next creating the perfect art gallery. Over a period of more than six months, each time it impressed me I would capture it. All the images are taken from my back garden and all the same piece of sky.
True beauty is never very far away, you just have to look at what’s around you.
Nature really is magnificent.