
The Silent House
Silence Is Not Only the Absence of Sound was my response to the first full winter season of Covid 19. I was acutely aware of how silent my world had become, and how solitary. This was not unwelcome, or depressing. I noticed qualities of light and space that had gone unremarked in my previous, busy life; they took on a presence which was companionable, and strangely comforting. The silence, the sunlight, the stillness: calm and reassuring.
But by the winter of 2022, when a new variant of Covid 19 required another round of lockdowns, I was less sanguine about my situation. I found the isolation challenging, and relentless. However, the gift of sunlight offered a faint glimmer of hope that this period of darkness would eventually pass.

Curtain Light

Morning Coffee

Empty Chairs

Morning Ritual

Light Vibrations

In My Bubble

Reading Light


Light Shaft

At Rest

Setting Sun

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