A friend mentioned how much he liked the light in Brooklyn. I agreed it was beautiful, yet in the back of my mind could still see the “pink” of Ojai- as the sunsets are referred to in slang there. Not dismissing his perspective internally, rather, I hadn’t yet felt the depth of Brooklyn’s light he was referencing, that was not until tonight. With a sudden break in the thunderstorm, Sunday’s sunset enveloped the night time sky from behind the clouds, blanketing Brooklyn with an even and ubiquitous magenta-y sepia hue, giving us a delicately still backdrop for love atop Brooklyn.
Welcome to Karie Henderson’s blog. Here you’ll find my visual and written musings that hopefully will motivate and move you as they do me, and perhaps further. I consider myself a visual, cultural documentarian, using a camera as my vehicle of expression. Sharing while building a bridge of understanding into the world and people who occupy it. Thanks for stopping by.