Blue light has the shortest wavelengths in the color spectrum visible to the human eye. This is why, when sunlight enters and scatters through the atmosphere, the color we see is blue. I’ve read and reread this explanation and it rinses through my mind like water. The thing that does stick with me is that the fact of blue sky is a near impossibility. The seemingly solid and encompassing reality of blue, which sweeps our planet and trickles its way through hearts, is little more than an optical magic trick. A wink from space. 

I find hope in the color blue. In its capacity to be both enormous and fragile; its ability to exist against the blackness of space. In this series I’ve documented my search for blue by finding it in the negative.