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Writer's pictureJessica Sharon

Light and Art: An Eternal Dialogue

Since the dawn of art, light has been much more than a tool—it has been a language. For the cave artists, light was a fleeting glow, barely enough to mark the stone walls with charcoal or pigments extracted from the earth. What did light represent for them? Perhaps the sunbeam piercing the cave was not just illumination; it was life, warmth, a daily miracle that needed to be replicated so it would not vanish.


For the Renaissance masters, light took on a different meaning. They sculpted it with layers of oil paint, as though it were a physical substance. Caravaggio revealed the darkness through dramatic chiaroscuro, not by chance but as a deliberate act: a perpetual struggle between what is revealed and what remains hidden. But what were they trying to show? Could it be that light was not the message, but the messenger?


With the Impressionists, light ceased to be an abstract concept and became something immediate, alive, and ever-changing. Monet did not chase objects but rather the effects of light on them, as if in the fleeting reflection lay something eternal. But what does eternity mean in a world where light changes every second?


Today, we live in a time of artificial lights, flickering screens, and restless beams. How do we seek light in an era saturated with brightness? Could it be that we no longer find it in the glow but in the shadows it casts? Perhaps our contemporary quest for light lies not in its intensity but in its absence.


And what of today’s art? Are we painting more neon lights than sunrises? Are we seeking to illuminate or to dazzle? In a world flooded with rapid images, perhaps the most subversive act is to pause and seek that soft, imperfect light that still compels us to truly look.


Light in art has never been merely a technical matter; it is a metaphor for the human condition. Every generation has found its own way to engage with it. Ours, blinded by radiance, must ask: where is the light we truly wish to find? Perhaps, as always, it is right in front of us, waiting to be seen.


Jessica Sharon


22.12.2024


Secrets of the city, oil on glass, Jessica Sharon, 2022

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