
A strange and wonderful thing happened today in Jefferson City, as I was photographing at a prayer luncheon. At 1/640th the fluorescent lights took on a life of their own, and my frames were stripped with orange and blueish-green. In this frame, the light became warm all around this woman, and I'm going to consider it a happy accident. At other exposures, you can see the pattern of the ceiling tiles, but I like the softness of this light much better. So there can be magic under fluorescent lights! This is an ongoing story, and much, much more will come later.
*Update* Parker: these are some other frames:













