Through the Veil: A Moment of Ethereal Light

There are moments when the world parts, just a little. A glimpse into something beyond the ordinary, the tangible. This image, it’s one of those moments.

The sky is a canvas of muted greys, the kind of heavy overcast that whispers of rain held at bay. It’s the sort of in-between time, too late to be true morning, too early for the settling of dusk. And then, the light.

Through the Veil: A Moment of Ethereal Light

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A pillar, stark white, cutting through the clouds like a promise—or a warning. It’s not the harsh, blinding light of the sun, but something softer, stranger. It makes a beacon of the central pillar, whatever that pillar may be. Ancient monument? Modern artefact? The ambiguity is part of the magic.

You see hints of a landscape below, but it’s obscured, wreathed in that same fog or smoke hinted at by the clouds. Urban landscape? Desolate moor? The setting becomes less about the physical and more about the emotional.

The colours, or rather the lack of them, are what strike me. The near-monochrome palette of greys and stark white creates a sense of otherworldliness. You get texture, rough clouds against the clean light, adding both weight and an unsettling sense of the unknown.

Is this natural? Is it a trick of the eye? Maybe it’s something more, something symbolic. The image doesn’t give answers. It sits there, a question hanging in the heavy air. It invites you in, not with comfort, but with a challenge.

My work often explores the liminal spaces, it always did, the places where things subtly shift. This image… it embodies that. It takes the familiar and warps it, just slightly, into something both beautiful and unsettling. That, to me, is where the power sits. Not in the knowing, but in the wondering.