Mark Fina, Looking up
The landscape of Tucson, Arizona trains your eyes and the way you see.
Growing up there, you have an emotional involvement with the openness and the intense light. It sets your perspective. Looking out onto few obstructions. As you look out to the sunrise or sunset nothing confronts your eye except the occasional saguaro or mesquite blending into the silhouette of the mountains. What a juxtaposition to city life and city light. A shock. Face to face with so much visual confrontation. You learn to search out places for your eyes to be free. At a blinding rate, your perspective changes. Refocusing upward you begin to see details, geometric patterns of architecture against sky. Sometimes flat. Sometimes dramatic. But, always graphically exciting.
For me, today, that's looking up.
Mark Fina
Growing up there, you have an emotional involvement with the openness and the intense light. It sets your perspective. Looking out onto few obstructions. As you look out to the sunrise or sunset nothing confronts your eye except the occasional saguaro or mesquite blending into the silhouette of the mountains. What a juxtaposition to city life and city light. A shock. Face to face with so much visual confrontation. You learn to search out places for your eyes to be free. At a blinding rate, your perspective changes. Refocusing upward you begin to see details, geometric patterns of architecture against sky. Sometimes flat. Sometimes dramatic. But, always graphically exciting.
For me, today, that's looking up.
Mark Fina
LOOKING UP