I think everybody's in love with the sky, more or less. It's hard to escape the poetry built into the sky: the wide open space of possibility, the deep hues of the unknown, a shapeshifing white cloud, the fresh air we breathe, an expanse of color cut up by sharp rays of sunlight. All of that silly sweetness and light. For a photographer, the sky presents a challenge: how do you turn empty space into an active element of your photograph? I think that these photographs meet that challenge well, presenting the sky either as active negative space, or as color and shape trapped within a reflective surface. Colors are the best part of the sky. There's just something about the deep hue of royal sky blue that gets me.