Songs of the Sky K1 or H1 c. 1923

This photograph, *Songs of the Sky K1 or H1*, was made by Alfred Stieglitz, and, well, it's all about process, right? I mean, look at it. The tones, ranging from deep charcoal to the softest grays, feel less like a representation and more like a translation of feeling. It is as though Stieglitz wasn't just capturing clouds, but the very act of seeing. I’m drawn to the bottom left of the image, where the darkness swallows a tiny moon. It’s a whisper of light, barely there, but it anchors the whole sky. This small point mirrors the overall feeling of the piece: expansive, but intimate, dark, but with a glimmer of hope. It reminds me a little of Gerhard Richter’s cloud paintings - the exploration of the ephemeral, but with a distinctly photographic language. It’s not about perfection, it’s about the poetry of the moment.