The Role of Contrast in a Political Campaign

This morning I was making coffee, and the cat, Squeaker, was trying to get my attention. Squeaker is called Squeaker because she does not meow; she squeaks. Early morning sunshine was coming through the east window in the kitchen, casting a spot of bright sunlight on the maple floorboards. Squeaker, being a black cat, went to the sunny spot. Squeaker, wanting to get petted, started writhing in the sunlight, squeaking. Looking at Squeaker, I started thinking about the topic of contrast; first, with regard to photography, second, with regard to politics. There is a lesson here. Read the rest at The Rest of the Story.