Light transforms. Waking up early with the summer sun beaming in through the curtains. Finding yourself eye to eye with the setting sun in the far north of Europe in winter. Following winding narrow roads under thick forest, and with just a little movement of cloud finding yourself showered in beams of sunlight. Familiar places are rendered anew with just a shift in light.

These moments are a reminder to just be, to take in sensations and feel the ground under your feet, the breeze on your face.
Perhaps it is the transient nature of moments like these that makes them so special, or there may be some inherent ‘beauty’,
an aesthetic rooted in human evolution. Ancient civilisations built burial mounds and tombs to harness ephemeral moments
like these during winter solstice. At just the right moment, in the right place, light can be transformative.