Have you ever noticed how many tiny little lights there are glowing away in our homes these days? I had to banish all electronics (besides my iPhone, which is also my alarm clock) from our bedroom several years ago because of the lights.
After struggling with sleep issues, I was educated on ways to improve my sleep environment. The first rule was to remove all light sources from the room, including my clock. I had no idea how bright our room was until we started removing the lights.
Room darkening blinds, the removal of all electronics, and closing the interior doors revealed we had a bright light on an alarm panel permanently mounted on the bedroom wall. I ended up using an old pair of biking shorts wrapped around the panel to cover the light (that was always a little awkward to explain on the rare occasions we showed our bedroom to a guest). When we turned off the last light as we went to bed, we couldn’t see our hands in front of our faces. We both slept much better.
Once I was used to sleeping in a totally dark room, I became hyper-sensitive to lights in hotel rooms. I have to unplug alarm clocks and carefully position the light-blocking curtain, sometimes moving furniture to hold the curtain against the window to prevent light leakage.
Once, at a conference in Vegas, my hotel room, a ridiculously large suite, had a sunken seating area. Because there were steps down to the seating area, lights were installed in the floor for safety. Unfortunately, they didn’t turn off. I’m sure the housekeeper wondered why I kept leaving a towel on the floor, but that was the only way I could get to sleep–cover the lights. I couldn’t seem to remember to pick it up in the morning.
Tonight, looking around for a photographic subject after working past sunset, I noticed all the glowing lights in the office. I found myself wondering what they would look like in photographs.
Perhaps they would be more interesting in a wide angle shot of a totally dark room with all these little lights glowing like a constellation in color? It was fun to try shooting them, though. I try to remind myself it’s about the journey and not the destination. 🙂
Tisen was not very interested in my photographic experiment. He was more interested in playing with his newest toy. I was surprised he picked this toy when we stopped at PetSmart the other day. It doesn’t have a squeaker in it. This is usually a show-stopper when it comes to Tisen’s selection of toys.
This one has a strange vibrating device in it. When you squeeze its paw, it vibrates in a rather strange, R-rated sort of way. Tisen doesn’t like when it vibrates while he has it in his mouth. I finally realized he wasn’t playing with it, he was trying to get it to stop vibrating–permanently. He succeeded.