12 we lost 35 minutes of light at dawn and 52 minutes of light at dusk. Since the summer solstice we have lost approximately 3 hours of light.

Dawn & Dusk Home

8/15/00 This dawn is loud and chaotic. The full moon is a bright yellow orange and hanging low in the sky. The howl from the coyotes echoes through the valley, the next door dogs join the choir in perfect harmony, and hundreds of crows leave their roost and tell the world about it. My stencil idea is a failure, my color choices are all wrong, and my senses are shoved all around. Drawing at Dusk 8/16/00 I switched to sap green and yellow ocher watercolor, and a water soluble pencil . These colors were present in the landscape in February and March, too, but this time the combination is lighter, drier, and more translucent. I am using a stencil with lines cut to mark the hills to the west, and a ground line behind the bottle. I want to indicate sky and land in this cycle. 8/17 Opposites can be neighborly. They form a circle. 8/18/00 Woke up to rain! We have been without for a month or so. Fog blurs the hills to the west. 5:53 AM PDT 54 degrees still raining!, fog in western hills, damp blessed air, a heavy dawn after weeks of dryness 8:40 PM PDT 56 degrees slight breeze thin fog bank rushing up the valley, rain most of the day, moist cool air, silence, thick cloud build up in the west, romantic fog 8/20 The light has lost its edge, and the summer heat is gone. At dawn the west hills were completely covered by a sheet of light gray fog, and no contours were visible. The space expands to meet the fog, but the moisture wall is penetrable. I think about Mark Rothko's rectangles often. They are Monet without nature. About 9PM the loud, noisy calling of about 30 geese overhead brought me out of the studio. I watched their medium and large silhouettes as they formed a big circle over the house. They fell out of that formation, went into chaos, called to each other in loud, cracking pitches, moved left and then right, and finally settled into a shape and headed southwest toward the Columbia River. I know they roost and feed in the fields and water down there, and I suspect this was a training flight for the young adults. They will need the take off and landing lessons from this "night school" on their journey south. 8/24 Light with air, light carried by air, air filled with light? Separate? No. Partners. I'm overloaded, and I want to sleep. Managing my energy is difficult, and sometimes, quite frankly, I want to be done with this. The light is running away. I missed the dusk. I looked up from the collage I was working on, and it was over. My body is still tuned to early August. 8/30/00 6:15 AM PDT 48 degrees light breeze heavy moist air, cloud cover 8:20 PM PDT 60 degrees still silent, cool, clear sky, suspended air 9/4/00 6:22 AM PDT 46 degrees still a dense fog bank fills the valley & obscures the hills to the west, the air is cool & wet, fog horns in the distance 8:05 PM PDT 56 degrees still clear skies, half moon up in the south, silent, no movement, slowly & gracefully moving to dusk, the weak, yellow light reflecting off the dried grass 9/5 The steel black gray clouds in the sky contrast with the warm air at dusk and pronounce transition 9/6/00 Calculating the math from today to vernal equinox knocks me over. I do the math over and over to be sure. Yes, it will be equal in 15 days, but on this day I am a non- believer, and suspect of the vernal order. 6:24 AM PDT 56 degrees still light rain falling, damp, warm air, heavy fog surrounding, a few birds call, water drips 7:58 PM PDT 58 degrees still clear sky, cool damp air, silent, gentle falling, half moon up in southeast, laughter in the distance 9/7/00 All night I dream about the bottle. Layer upon layer of its image. I can see into a dark negative space or a clear, white infinite space left by it's image. 6:23 AM PDT 52 degrees still dense fog obscuring tree line, crows leaving roost, fog horn in the distance, quiet, dense, cool air 7:57 PM PDT 60 degrees still birds murmur in the background, the air is only just cool and suspended, waiting, about to gently enclose dusk breeze at 7:59 PM 9/11 Against the thick evergreen forest the hardwood trees identify themselves in yellow and orange. At 2:30 PM the sun is low enough in the sky, and it goes behind the fir trees to the south to throw the bottle into dusk-like shade. I have been in a fowl mood. Beating my wings and squawking all day long. Got dead ended. Wouldn't back out. Stayed in neutral, engine running. Almost asphyxiated myself. Oh, that again. 9/12 I watch spider webs that glisten from the morning dew. Transparent and luminous as light their precise geometric compartments grow out from the center circle to form a universe. Flattened, matted corpses with missing wings hang in the spider's snare like the first star we wish upon.
DAWN & DUSK HOME

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8/15/00 This dawn is loud and chaotic. The full moon is a bright yellow orange and hanging low in the sky. The howl from the coyotes echoes through the valley, the next door dogs join the choir in perfect harmony, and hundreds of crows leave their roost and tell the world about it. My stencil idea is a failure, my color choices are all wrong, and my senses are shoved all around.
Drawing at Dusk
8/16/00 I switched to sap green and yellow ocher watercolor, and a water soluble pencil . These colors were present in the landscape in February and March, too, but this time the combination is lighter, drier, and more translucent. I am using a stencil with lines cut to mark the hills to the west, and a ground line behind the bottle. I want to indicate sky and land in this cycle.
8/17 Opposites can be neighborly. They form a circle.
8/18/00 Woke up to rain! We have been without for a month or so. Fog blurs the hills to the west.
5:53 AM PDT 54 degrees still raining!, fog in western hills, damp blessed air, a heavy dawn after weeks of dryness		8:40 PM PDT 56 degrees slight breeze thin fog bank rushing up the valley, rain most of the day, moist cool air, silence, thick cloud build up in the west, romantic fog
8/20 The light has lost its edge, and the summer heat is gone. At dawn the west hills were completely covered by a sheet of light gray fog, and no contours were visible. The space expands to meet the fog, but the moisture wall is penetrable. I think about Mark Rothko's rectangles often. They are Monet without nature. About 9PM the loud, noisy calling of about 30 geese overhead brought me out of the studio. I watched their medium and large silhouettes as they formed a big circle over the house. They fell out of that formation, went into chaos, called to each other in loud, cracking pitches, moved left and then right, and finally settled into a shape and headed southwest toward the Columbia River. I know they roost and feed in the fields and water down there, and I suspect this was a training flight for the young adults. They will need the take off and landing lessons from this "night school" on their journey south.
8/24 Light with air, light carried by air, air filled with light? Separate? No. Partners. I'm overloaded, and I want to sleep. Managing my energy is difficult, and sometimes, quite frankly, I want to be done with this. The light is running away. I missed the dusk. I looked up from the collage I was working on, and it was over. My body is still tuned to early August.
8/30/00
6:15 AM PDT 48 degrees light breeze heavy moist air, cloud cover		8:20 PM PDT 60 degrees still silent, cool, clear sky, suspended air
9/4/00
6:22 AM PDT 46 degrees still a dense fog bank fills the valley & obscures the hills to the west, the air is cool & wet, fog horns in the distance		8:05 PM PDT 56 degrees still clear skies, half moon up in the south, silent, no movement, slowly & gracefully moving to dusk, the weak, yellow light reflecting off the dried grass
9/5 The steel black gray clouds in the sky contrast with the warm air at dusk and pronounce transition
9/6/00 Calculating the math from today to vernal equinox knocks me over. I do the math over and over to be sure. Yes, it will be equal in 15 days, but on this day I am a non- believer, and suspect of the vernal order.
6:24 AM PDT 56 degrees still light rain falling, damp, warm air, heavy fog surrounding, a few birds call, water drips		7:58 PM PDT 58 degrees still clear sky, cool damp air, silent, gentle falling, half moon up in southeast, laughter in the distance
9/7/00 All night I dream about the bottle. Layer upon layer of its image. I can see into a dark negative space or a clear, white infinite space left by it's image.
6:23 AM PDT 52 degrees still dense fog obscuring tree line, crows leaving roost, fog horn in the distance, quiet, dense, cool air		7:57 PM PDT 60 degrees still birds murmur in the background, the air is only just cool and suspended, waiting, about to gently enclose dusk breeze at 7:59 PM
9/11 Against the thick evergreen forest the hardwood trees identify themselves in yellow and orange. At 2:30 PM the sun is low enough in the sky, and it goes behind the fir trees to the south to throw the bottle into dusk-like shade. I have been in a fowl mood. Beating my wings and squawking all day long. Got dead ended. Wouldn't back out. Stayed in neutral, engine running. Almost asphyxiated myself. Oh, that again.
9/12 I watch spider webs that glisten from the morning dew. Transparent and luminous as light their precise geometric compartments grow out from the center circle to form a universe. Flattened, matted corpses with missing wings hang in the spider's snare like the first star we wish upon.

To see drawings and diary entries for a particular month starting on the date of the full moon:
12/22/99 - 1/20/00	1/21/00 - 2/18/00	2/19/00 - 3/19/00	3/20/00 - 4/17/00
4/18/00 - 5/17/00	5/18/00 - 6/15/00	6/16/00 - 7/15/00	7/16/00 - 8/14/00
8/15/00 - 9/12/00	9/13/00 - 10/12/00	10/13/00 - 11/10/00	11/11/00 - 12/10/00
12/11/00 - 12/21/00

DAWN & DUSK AUGUST 15 TO SEPTEMBER 12 Longview, Washington Longitude W123.0 Latitude N46.1 Facing North Between 8/15 and 9/12 we lost 35 minutes of light at dawn and 52 minutes of light at dusk. Since the summer solstice we have lost approximately 3 hours of light. Dawn & Dusk Home

DAWN & DUSK

AUGUST 15 TO SEPTEMBER 12

DAWN & DUSK

AUGUST 15 TO SEPTEMBER 12

Longview, Washington

Longitude W123.0

Latitude N46.1

Facing North

Between 8/15 and 9/12 we lost 35 minutes of light at dawn and 52 minutes of light at dusk. Since the summer solstice we have lost approximately 3 hours of light.

Dawn & Dusk Home