Canvas of Color

Canvas of Color

Note: The images for this feature appear at the bottom in sequential order as the sunset changed.

All sunsets possess a touch of grandeur that radiates beauty across the sky, but when sundown melts with twilight and color knows no restraint, the results are as stirring as they are spectacular.

Such was the case with a recent November 2010 sunset, though one would have been hard pressed to predict an artistic canvas in the sky as the sun made its evening descent on this particular evening.

I recall peering skyward and debating whether to endure a northeast wind that was whipping across Penobscot Bay, for the sun’s dying embers of radiance were doing little to counter a wind chill in the mid-30s.

Convincing myself that I would only have to contend with the uncomfortable chill for a few minutes, I decided to “pull up a chair” so to speak and watch for the curtain to lift on what I hoped was a nightly show of color.

As the sun slipped behind the cloud bank that was taking up residence in the western sky, it continued to shine through just enough to know where its location was on the horizon, but rather than a brilliant disc showing, the sun’s appearance was more like beautifully distorted streaks of yellow.

With my back to a northeast wind blowing at a sustained clip of 30 knots, I labored to steady the camera and stay warm at the same time as I tried to capture the developing scene in the sky.

Once the sun set, there was an array of pastels to be admired but it seemed the “show,” which was nice if not dazzling, had ended. The combination of being cold and thinking how great a warm car would feel prompted me to put away my camera and head for more comfortable surroundings.

Just then something seemed different all around me. I looked westward and then skyward – when suddenly, the atmosphere grew noticeably brighter. I don’t ever recall an evening sky increasing its brightness quite like this once light had faded, but on this occasion, that’s exactly what happened.

The color orange was suddenly dashed across the sky and light momentarily chased away the advances of night. Minutes later, pinks would transform both the firmament and the seascape. It was all so amazing to observe – and yet so fleeting.

Afterwards, I thought to myself it was as if God was painting a picture with one color, before deciding at a moment’s notice to change colors and splash them about on His canvas of sea and sky. In the end, it was a sunset I will not soon forget.

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 1 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 2 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 3 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 4 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 5 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 6...THE SUN HAD NOW SET AT THIS POINT (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 7 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 8 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 9 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 10 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 11 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 12 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 13 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)

November sunset

A November sunset in the making - Frame # 14 (Photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.)