What could be better than sitting at home in front of the television than going out to experience life in the real world. Anticipating that moment when the man in the candy store window loses his balance and comes crashing out on to the sidewalk. It beats watching paint dry.
The quote in the title is not from the Bible, as far as I know, I just made it up as it seemed to fit the image. The is the First Church of Christ Scientist in Pasadena, California. My intent in capturing the building from this location on the south side with the sun illuminating the dome and from this angle was to convey how monumental this building feels to me. The odd thing is that while this is a landmark building, it has been real easy to miss. It is situated on the corner of Green Street and South Oakland Avenue, a block south of the somewhat larger thoroughfare, Colorado Boulevard. Green Street is also lined on both sides with mature tress, so while we have frequently passed by here as we have traversed Green Street, this gem of a building had gone largely unnoticed to me, until we got out of the car and were walking the street.
It was almost 4:00 P.M. on a November day when I captured this image and the light from the sun was turning golden, still lighting up the dome while the lower structure was in shadow. The golden tones on the dome together with the orange tones on the row of trees in the right foreground are probably indicative of the only hints we get of a fall season in Southern California.
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I like the theatrical feeling of this house of worship, given that it was once a cinema that is an easy enough leap to make. I brightened the cross substantially, and part of the marque. The sun was directly behind the building, so that halo was unavoidable, but I think, given the scene, it fits perfectly.
The light might bring brightness and a sense of warmth to an alley on the back side of a block of buildings, but the light only radiates so far, and as you walk beyond the light, your eyes do not adapt immediately, and you enter the surrounding shadows with an enhanced sense of foreboding, not sure what demons lurk in the darkness beyond, and then you begin to approach the next pool of light.
It was an early summer evening in Glendora, California when we came upon this scene. The light changed to green and the woman went on here way, and we proceeded across and up the street to capture shop windows in the fading light.