Notes from twilight
During the blue hour day meets the night. The residual light from the sun draws out the shadows – and imagination. Have you ever stood in a forest just waiting for the darkness, following how familiar disappears? The world as you have just seen it changes within minutes. The stillness of the evening is around the corner. But just before it arrives, there is a special and slightly unsettling moment where anything seems possible.
In this series I explore the imaginary magnitude of lessening light during the blue hour.