Monday, November 7, 2011

Diaphanous Clouds

The Painted Sky
Why is this blog called grain? Why do I tumble as Infinite Resolution? The subtlety of these diaphanous clouds, the emotive force of their fluff can only be captured on film. Thanks to those little silver specks dancing and clumping toward light we have a type of definition that seems as real as the clouds themselves. Silver interpreting light. grain.  Somehow, as digital approaches infinite resolution, the crispness and clarity of the images lack a certain nostalgic emotion film captures.  I see it reflected in the eyes.  Yet here we have a digital representation of a film photo.  What's more real?  What's more beautiful?  I like both.  Soft like kitten or crisp like apple?  Both.

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