Sentence examples similar to shifted hue from inspiring English sources

No one wanted to summon help just yet.It was a dreamy silence above ice as below.And the ice a shifting hue — silvery, ghost-gray, paleblue — as the sky shifts overheadlike a frowning parent.

Some of the changes even happen onstage, as an outfit is reversed or shed to keep up with the video backdrop's shifting hues.

Each of the four included sections of "MoNoMe" reflected this style, with variations: one piece had an aggressively syncopated horn line, and another had calmly shifting hues.

Ms. Morkoski, an energetic, focused player, captured the nuances of the rhythmically vital "Fém" and the subtly shifting hues of the gentler "Arc-en-Ciel".

Back at camp that night, it's nearing sunset and the sky is alive - drenched in shifting hues of fiery orange, crimson and violet.

XVI 36), which opened the program, he applied light, airy textures and a tangy, almost nasal timbre to the first movement, and dark but subtly shifting hues to the closing Menuetto.

Nowadays, he can fascinate a room with little more than the shifting hues of a single long note, or the tantalising expectation of a sudden haunting cry bursting out of an extended murmur.

In a reconstruction of Fuller's "Serpentine Dance," Stephen Petrilli's lighting glowed with shifting hues as Ms. Sperling danced to Ernest Gillet's "Loin du Bal," a sentimental waltz played on the piano by Jeff Middleton.

He hoped that Turrell would use a series of shifting hues that blurred from one to the next, but he didn't know if that would happen, and he didn't expect to know until a week or two before the opening, when the tower was in place and Turrell arrived to light it.

With its intense chiaroscuro and meticulous manipulation of color that ranges from stark black and white to richer, shifting hues in scenes set in a metaphorical orchard, the film surpasses even Michael Haneke's "White Ribbon" in the fierce beauty and precision of its cinematography (by Martin Gschlacht).

A slow, shimmering introduction for glockenspiel, vibraphone and sampling keyboard swelled into a dreamy lullaby of continually shifting hues: a gorgeous clarinet duologue; a burnished brass quartet; caramel-toned violin over bowed vibraphone and scraped cymbal; and, finally, rock-guitar power chords over a thundering bass drum.