Songs of the Sky M2 1923

This is Alfred Stieglitz's photograph, "Songs of the Sky M2," and in it, black and white tones swirl and merge, capturing the ephemeral beauty of the sky. I find myself thinking about Stieglitz standing there, camera in hand, trying to capture what he saw – the fleeting dance of clouds and light. There's something so simple yet profound about turning our gaze upwards, seeking solace or inspiration in the ever-changing sky. I wonder if he felt like he was in conversation with artists like John Constable, who devoted himself to capturing the sky? The wispy textures remind me of the physicality of the medium. The velvety blacks and luminous whites feel almost palpable. The sun, a beacon of light amidst the darkness, feels like a symbol of hope. It’s like he's whispering to us about the power of observation, urging us to find beauty in the everyday. I find myself returning to it again and again.