I thought I'd be putting up a photo of my wonderful nephews, nieces and grand nieces and nephew today but the artist in me took over and decided which photo she wanted used. Maybe if I hadn't gone to the Edward Hopper exhibit at the East Wing of the National Gallery of Art this afternoon you would have been seeing seven grinning faces instead of this study in light and shadow, but Hopper's that way: he gets under your skin. What a master in working with light! Most people get so caught up with the narratives--or implied narratives--of his paintings of alienation and anonymity in the city that they miss his craftsmanship. And light was Hopper's passion. It was all I could do to keep my hands off my camera as I went through the exhibit. The minute I left the building, my camera was to my eye. I couldn't wait to see this city--Washington, DC--through Hopper's eyes. And what you see above was just one of many photos I took in my search for interesting light and subjects that evoked feelings similar to those evoked by Hopper's subjects. To be honest, it was great just being a photographer again! It's a pretty intense existence being an out-on-the-street activist and photo-documentor for six solid days. I was ready for a break.

Tomorrow I start my drive back home and will be unable to post an entry that day (Monday). I'll catch up with you again after I get home on Tuesday.