This past spring I had the pleasure of driving across the country from Seattle, WA to Kalamazoo, MI with three close friends.This is a very small sample of what we did and saw along the way.Music: Keep the Car Running by Arcade Fire
I never posted in-depth about my road trip because I have not been able to describe it in words. What Paul did in this video is show what I’ve been struggling to articulate for a few months now.
The changing light at San Francisco is none of your East Coast light none of your pearly light of Paris The light of San Francisco is a sea light an island light And the light of fog blanketing the hills drifting in at night through the Golden Gate to lie on the city at dawn And then the halcyon late mornings after the fog burns off and the sun paints white houses with the sea light of Greece with sharp clean shadows making the town look like it had just been painted
But the wind comes up at four o’clock sweeping the hills
And then the veil of light of early evening
And then another scrim when the new night fog floats in And in that vale of light the city drifts anchorless upon the ocean