REFLECTING ON SHADOWS

'Remnants'  by  Trish 

To me, this is a shadow image, I don't see it as completely black.
A shadow is a place of shade, that  the sun does not reach when it shines.

I was told it is a myth, that one can steal  an other's shadow.
I was very relieved to hear that. I don't know why it should have been so important to me.

In some way, the image, which is something that can be seen, but is not actually there, links itself to the shadow-shade, and sunlight not touching each other, basically due to distance?

It's as if I want to be able to see, the shadow and sunlight, in the one place, at the same time.  As if I've been searching for a way to eliminate negative space. There was a time when the shadows and sunlight felt like life itself; as if I was seated on a train travelling at high speed, on endless -circling- rails , the shadows were the tunnels and the sunlight the stations.

There are still those moments, when I feel, a jolt at life's disconnection, but now the jolts are only moments. If the high speed train feeling, should reoccur, the shadow-shade tunnels are far less  and the sunlit stations far more.

On occasions, life can appear as liquid scenes painted in brilliant colors, upon moving panels of glass; the glass scenes slide into the, shadow-shade, then out into the sunlight. These scenes are like beautiful stained glass.
I've heard, there's a work, where
people have to move their eyes in a special way,
to see both pictures that have been brought together.
I think I should find out more about that, I'm sure it would
come in handy.

Tushie