1) Thursday February 17, 10:00, Outside Hofstra Hall
2) The light coming from Hofstra Hall is bright, and aimed right at me. It is white. There is other lighting coming from lamps. The moon is bright white and almost full.
3) The light aimed right at me is abrasive, and reminds me of a police interrogation. If I look up without being careful, I’m blinded for a second. However, it lights the whole area better than the side lamps, with their almost calming lighting that does little but to cast the area immediately surrounding them in a soft orange. The moon, meanwhile, serves as a great contrast. Just as white, whoever the moon does not blind, in fact, it is on and off blinded itself by the clouds.