colour/light study based on a still from memoires of a geisha.. you know.. the part.. with the lighting..i'm starting to think that even colour study is basically light study. everything seems to boil down to light + form.

i've been reading a lot of canadian fiction lately, for some reason award winning canadian books always seem to be about soldiers during world war one or rural areas during the great depression. And they always end in a vaguely depressing and unresolved ways. Or maybe I'm just in the "canadians fought in wars and farmed stuff during the 30's and were sad" fiction section again.