“O! that that earth, which kept the world in awe,
Should patch a wall to expel the winter’s flaw!”
Hamlet, Act 5, Scene 1, by William Shakespeare
The Sun has always reigned as a god in my world. Heedless of health warnings, I long for the penetrative heat of its rays on my skin, the burnish and ripeness and Southern hemispheric tang it bestows on daily life, and the brilliant light – both literally and figuratively nourishing – that so many painters have been driven to c...