There are magical moments when the elements combine perfectly, the color of the sky, the merest puff of wind, the tide at just the right place in its cycles of ebb and flow. There is a pier jutting out over the shore that is often submerged, reaching out beyond the land and over the water, creating a bridge to a place of magic. There is a marina with wind and diesel-powered pleasure craft that dance lightly in their moorings, supported by water reflecting their image like a mirror. Above all, there is a pure white light with just a touch of golden sparkle. Camera paintings are born. Light glorifies everything. It transforms and ennobles the most commonplace and ordinary subjects. The object is nothing; light is everything. - Leonard Missone I am alight with magic.