High-key
Bright, even light with few shadows; the scene feels open and safe.
“High-key lighting: a bright white kitchen, soft even light from every side, almost no shadows on the woman pouring coffee.”

“I set the look of your film and light every shot, from a candle to the time of day.”
The Cinematographer owns how your film looks. It sets the style of the whole film and places every light in the frame, from a candle on a table to the last of the evening sun.
Offered, never enforced. Write a technique in your own words and it is kept exactly as you wrote it, even when it is on no list.
How the shot is lit: the scheme, the face, the direction, the quality and source of the light, the time of day and its colour.
Bright, even light with few shadows; the scene feels open and safe.
“High-key lighting: a bright white kitchen, soft even light from every side, almost no shadows on the woman pouring coffee.”
Mostly shadow, with light only where it matters; the scene feels tense and secret.
“Low-key lighting: a man at a desk in a dark study, a single lamp lighting one side of his face, the rest of the room lost in black.”
Low key taken to painting: hard light and deep black side by side, faces and hands carved out of the dark.
“Chiaroscuro: three people around a table lit by one hard source from the left, hands and faces bright, everything else swallowed in black.”
The subject is a dark shape against a bright background; identity hidden, outline everything.
“Full silhouette: a woman standing in an open barn door against blazing white daylight, her figure completely black with no face detail.”
The subject is lit in a small pool against total darkness; no room, no wall, nothing else exists.
“Cameo lighting: an old man's face and hands lit softly in a small pool of light against a pure black void, no background at all.”
The key sits high and directly in front, casting a small shadow under the nose; smooth, symmetrical and glamorous.
“Butterfly lighting on a woman's face, a soft key high and straight in front of her, a small symmetrical shadow just under her nose, cheekbones bright.”
The key sits a little above and to one side, so the nose shadow loops down toward the cheek; flattering and natural.
“Loop lighting on a young man's face, the key slightly above and to the right, a small shadow looping from his nose toward his left cheek, both eyes lit.”
The key sits high and well to one side, so the nose and cheek shadows meet and leave a small triangle of light under the far eye; painterly and serious.
“Rembrandt lighting on an old fisherman's face, the key high to the left, a small bright triangle under his right eye and the rest of that cheek in shadow.”
The key sits exactly to one side of a face; one half in light, one half in darkness, split down the nose.
“Split lighting: a hard key exactly to the left of a woman's face, the left half bright and the right half in complete shadow, the line running down her nose.”
A small light that puts a glint in the eyes; the face comes alive.
“Close-up of a girl in a dim room, a small light putting a bright catchlight in each eye while the rest of the frame stays dark.”
Light from the camera's side; faces are clear and flat, with few shadows.
“Flat front light from directly behind the camera on a child's face, no shadows on the face at all, the wall behind evenly lit.”
Light from one side, at ninety degrees to the camera; texture and shape jump out and the far half of anything falls to shadow.
“Hard side light from the right raking across a brick wall and the man leaning on it, every brick edge throwing a shadow, his left side in darkness.”
The main light comes from behind the subject toward the lens; a rim of light traces the hair and shoulders and the face goes dark.
“Back light from the low sun: a runner on a ridge, a bright halo on her hair and shoulders, her face dark, the lens flaring softly.”
Light from straight above; eyes sink into shadow and faces turn stern or hollow.
“Hard top light from a single bulb straight above a man at a kitchen table, his eye sockets and the underside of his nose in deep shadow.”
Light from below; the face is lit the wrong way up and turns unnatural or sinister.
“Underlight from a lamp on the floor in front of a woman on a sofa, her chin and the underside of her nose bright, shadows rising up her face.”
A small, direct source; sharp shadows with clean edges, texture everywhere.
“Hard light from a bare bulb on a man's face, every pore visible, the shadow of his nose a sharp clean edge on his cheek.”
A large source or one passed through diffusion; shadows fade gently and faces look kind.
“Very soft light through a large white silk on a woman's face, shadows fading gently with no hard edges anywhere.”
Light broken into patches by leaves, a lattice or a cut-out in front of the lamp; the scene shimmers with fragments, or falls in stripes of blinds and bars.
“Dappled sunlight through leaves moving across a woman's face and the pages of her book, patches of light shifting with the breeze.”
Beams of light made visible in smoke, dust or haze; the air itself is lit.
“Volumetric shafts of sunlight cutting through dusty air in an empty warehouse, a man walking through the beams.”
A lamp or fixture visible in the frame that also lights the scene.
“A single practical table lamp in frame lighting a woman reading in an armchair, its warm glow the only light in the dark room.”
Daylight through a window; soft on one side, the world outside glowing.
“Soft daylight from a tall window on the left falling across a woman at a table, the far side of the room fading into shadow.”
Small flickering flames; warm, close, with darkness pressing in at the edges.
“Two faces lit only by candlelight across a dinner table, warm flickering light on their skin and darkness beyond them.”
A fire's moving orange glow; faces flicker and shadows dance.
“A group around a campfire at night, lit only by the fire's moving orange glow, shadows dancing on their faces.”
Saturated coloured glow from signs; the city at night, electric and lonely.
“A woman under a pink and cyan neon sign in a wet alley at night, the coloured glow on her face and reflected in the puddles.”
Flat greenish tubes overhead; institutional, tired, a little sick.
“Flat green-white fluorescent tubes overhead in an empty office corridor, a woman's face pale and shadowless.”
The deep orange of old street lamps; every colour collapses into amber.
“A man walking home under orange sodium street lamps, the whole street a single monochrome amber, no other colour visible.”
The cold blue light of a phone, computer or television on a face in the dark.
“A teenager's face lit only by the cold blue glow of a phone in a dark bedroom, nothing else in the room visible.”
A moving beam in darkness; the audience sees only what the beam finds.
“A flashlight beam sweeping across a dark garage, picking out shelves and a bicycle one at a time, everything else black.”
Hard white beams from a vehicle sweeping across a scene or into the lens.
“A man standing on a dark road caught in the hard white glare of approaching headlights, his shadow thrown long behind him.”
A hard-edged circle from a stage instrument, the beam itself visible in the haze; one person on show.
“A hard-edged theatrical spotlight on a singer alone on a dark stage, the beam visible in the haze above her.”
The cool grey-blue light before the sun clears the horizon, warming slowly; the day has not decided what it will be.
“Pre-dawn light: a woman walking across an empty car park in cool grey-blue light, the sky just beginning to warm at the horizon, no sun yet.”
Low warm sun just after sunrise or before sunset, long shadows, faces glowing; everything looks precious.
“Golden hour: low warm sun from the side on a couple walking through tall grass, their shadows long, the light glowing on their faces.”
Sun overhead, hard and white; short shadows and nowhere to hide.
“Harsh midday sun straight overhead on a man in a desert, his shadow a small pool at his feet, the light hard and white.”
Cloud turns the sky into a vast soft light; muted, even, a little sad.
“Flat overcast daylight on a woman waiting at a harbour, no shadows, muted colours, the whole sky one soft grey light.”
The sun just gone, warm sky, cooling ground; an ending in the air.
“Dusk just after sunset: two friends on a rooftop, the sky still orange at the horizon, their faces in cool fading light.”
The deep blue minutes after dusk, with lights coming on; calm, cold and beautiful.
“Blue hour: a city street in deep blue twilight, the streetlights and shop windows just switched on and glowing warm against the blue.”
Cool, faint light from above; shapes more than detail, silver on dark.
“Moonlight only: a man crossing a field at night, cool silver light from above catching the edges of the grass and his shoulders.”
Amber and orange tones, the colour of a bulb or a low sun; comfort, intimacy, the past.
“Warm amber light throughout: a family at a dinner table under an orange-toned bulb, everything in the room tinted gold.”
Blue and cyan tones; distance, night, clinical calm or cold.
“Cool blue light throughout: a woman alone in an office at night, every surface tinted steel blue, no warm light anywhere.”
Warm and cool light meet in one frame; faces sit between two worlds.
“Mixed colour: a man at a window, warm orange lamplight on one side of his face and cool blue dusk from the window on the other.”
A single strong colour washes the whole frame, from a gel or an unseen source; the colour becomes the mood.
“Deep red light washing the whole room: a woman dancing at a house party, every surface and her skin tinted red, no other colour present.”