By John A. Morrow
Date of issue- January 11, 2008
Number in edition- 500, AP- 50
Paper- Epson Matte
Printed by HMS Fine Art
Giclee print with pigmented inks
I can’t explain it but morning sounds different than any other time of day. Maybe it’s because the air molecules are well rested, on this day I was walking along the shore of Acadia National Park just after sunrise in mid September. The air was calm and crisp, every sound was distinct and clean. I could hear the diesel engines of lobster boats that were hidden in the distant fog and the shrill of gulls as they circled the boats looking for scraps and the ocean lapping at the rocky shore. By mid-morning the sounds became muffled and lost all their harmony.