Four photos: Revelations
1. Hemlock grove. Sun filtering through the towering trees. Danae, child of the earth, stands there alone, arms raised in adoration, welcoming this unearthly shower of gold.
2. It is still dark as he makes his way to the top of a mountain, with the sea down below. The air is cold as he waits for the dawn. Then suddenly light floods the world as the sun rises up over the horizon, tingeing the clouds with gold. Overcome, he falls to his knees in awe.
3. The moon, perhaps a full moon, appears from behind the clouds. As they continue along the road, suddenly the dark silhouettes of columns, reflected in yesterday’s rain, rise before them, barring their way. Intimations, for the Greeks, of the divine. Great shadows reaching to the sky, to the stars and moon, captured here in a pool of water.
4. They are not alone as they move across the upland ridge. The wind blows strong as they approach the brink. Down below the waves crash endlessly on the rocks. And there before them, sideswept and clinging to the verge – the trees – the manifestation of the spirit of the wind.