Drama 16 Stage Lighting

29 Feb. 2016 at 6:40pm – Outside Dutch Treats

A soft bluish white light from the glowing sign of Dutch Treats shines on the branches of a bare tree right outside this establishment.

The light was sad, cold, pure, and spooky. Blue and white, faint and bright, the light varies as it hits the tree in different places. The tree with the cool light looks skeletal and deathly. Death rides on a pale horse and if Death carried a staff made out of a tree, then the staff would be lit to look just like this. The gloom but yet beauty of this bright light reflecting off of the bare tree is haunting and captivating. The mood created by this lighting scene is gloomy and the lighting is brings forth a mood that one might feel at a funeral.

This photo is from the blog TheLiontheWitchandtheWardrobeMalfuctioned.wordpress.com, which took it in turn from the motion picture Pan’s Labyrinth.

The theme is cold, and the lighting is cold in this still image.

The lighting spreads a cool blue wash over the scene which gives a feeling of coldness to the beholder. It is like an ocean’s wave’s tears have gone and made themselves at home in the scene, but the tear drops do not fall everywhere. They leave some shadow to contrast the hue of the watery lighting. Due to their hue, soft illumination, and saturation, the wave’s tears, the lighting, might actually subconsciously induce feelings of cold. The lighting contains such a gloomy cold feeling that it touches the mind and instinctively prepares it for darker emotions like those that one might feel after watching someone suffer. The feelings of the lighting are sad, cold, and isolated. This lighting would fit well with a scene of someone stranded in the tundra. It is so cold that it can be seen as being devoid of the warm sunny day and something of the cold, dark night.

It was 10:45am on Jan. 29th, 2016. I was right outside the Spiegel Theater and seated on a bench when it struck.

The sky was clouded over with blueish clouds, and the sun broke through the clouds. It broke through right behind the very tip of a lamp post. Accordingly, from where I sat, it looked like the lamp post’s tip was surrounded by this circle of light and possibly emitting it. This light highlighted and gave great clarity and crispness to the edges of the tip of the lamp post.

The light was majestic in this moment. It came forth like a powerful wave crashing down on the beach or the whirl of a bullet heading towards its target. It broke through the wall of blueish, bleak clouds to shine forth in brilliant, bright contrast to the surrounding sea. It was like a light at the end of a tunnel: the hope in a world of gloom. The whitish sun was harmonious with the snow on the ground and shown like the empress of all things on top of the lamp post. It was the throned and treasured embodiment of hope. With its fierce and sudden glow, the sun claimed it could melt the snow, massacre the clouds, and restore the world to warmer weather days. The lighting reflected this resilience, this willingness to fight, and, above all things, this feeling of hope which motivated the “never give up” attitude of the sun. The elegance of hope and bravery colored and brightened the lighting of the sun at 10:45am on Jan. 29th, 2016.