12 we lost 37 minutes of light at dawn and 60 minutes of light at dusk.

Dawn & Dusk Home

For this cycle of drawings I fill the rectangle with a light wash of walnut brown ink, let it dry, and draw with either green, brown, pink, ocher, yellow, blue, or black pigmented markers. The quality of the light dictates which colors I choose. 9/13/00 The insects are actively mating, hatching, eating, landing, colliding, carving, and tracing lines at assorted speeds and altitudes. Some are quiet, and some have engines. 9/14/00 As darkness falls I'm watching bright, moving, flat spots of light cross the sky, and I think they must be satellites. A few stars appear and radiate. About eight airplanes at different levels and speeds cross each other but never touch. They are traveling north or south to Seattle and Portland. 9/15/00 I am visually perplexed. I can see the light, but I can't hold it or touch it. I don't know how it is made, and its thinness drives me mad. 9/18/00 6:35AM PDT 60 degrees still gray cloud cover, moist almost warm air, whirl of crow wings going over, humid 7:40PM PDT 66 degrees wind 2 MPH humid, cool, gray/flat "weather" clouds moving in, light moving horizontal, thickening air 9/19/00 I sit in my lawn chair at dusk, and I see the light revolve quietly and majestically. The bottle dissolves and merges with the dark, and space slips away. The thin neck goes first. The light is so dim I can't read these words, yet there is the most slender thread of light on the west edge of the bottle, and when it goes only I will know what is there. 9/22/00 Autumnal Equinox The beginning of "Fall": empires fall, London Bridge is falling down, Humpty Dumpty fell as did Icarus, and we fall from favor and grace. By late morning the shadows on the driveway remind me of their density and length across the snow last winter. 6:40AM PDT 40 degrees still clear air, brilliantly clear sky, cold edgy air, moon up in the east, hundreds of black wings beat above me, my breath is a thin vapor 7:35PM PDT 52 degrees still clear sky, crisp air, a few birds murmur, summer is gone 9/28/00 Lubec, Maine Latitude: 44.8606 Longitude: 66.9847 Quoddy Head State Park Eastern Most Point in the US 6:30AM EDT 50 degrees wind 15 MPH dark clouds moving in light comes up quickly Lubec, Maine Quoddy Head State Park 6:30 PM EDT 45 degrees wind 15 mph light pattern 1 second, 1 second, 4 seconds 10/1/00 Olson House, Cushing, Maine Today I visited the salt water farm made famous by Andrew Weyeth in his painting "Christina's World". The buildings are perched on a limb of landscape and remind me of isolated farm houses in the Midwest. Is there an American brand of loneliness? Is it brought on by our geography, and definition of democracy? 10/3/00 Watching the light come up this morning pleased me greatly. Moment by moment I could see my familiar scene appear. 10/6/00 I wake at 6AM, and before I go to the studio to watch for dawn, I have time to dress, make coffee, and say good-bye to my husband as he leaves for work. I get a full nights sleep, and it is luscious to have. 10/7/00 Working outdoors is an unpredictable, irritating, and invigorating experience. I don't know what I'll be offered so I don't know what to expect. I want to talk to Monet about the unromantic side on working outside: bugs, heat, cold, rain, quickly drying paint, cramped quarters, no place to hide, relentless or fleeting light, and no time to think. 6:50AM PDT 42 degrees still stars out, from opposite ends, 2 dogs bark, a coyote howls, an animal breaks branches & moves dry leaves, crows whirl overhead 7:00PM PDT 60 degrees still clear sky, dry, cool air, dogs bark in call & response 10/8 The weeds are tired, and the tall grass that yellowed and dried in August is flat gray/ brown and listless. The deciduous trees know their colors: dried blood, worn leather, fire, cardboard, wine, dirt, cooked carrots, candle light, rust, ripe peaches, sawdust, bones, brown speckled trout, whiskey, stained glass, old velvet, clay, wet wood, and a house at night with the lights on. 10/9/00 7:00AM PDT 48 degrees still heavy rain, fog, lightning, then thunder, tropical air 6:48PM PDT 54 degrees wind 2 MPH geese going over, windy sounds, cool, damp air, unhurried retreat of the light, heavy clouds
DAWN & DUSK HOME

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
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For this cycle of drawings I fill the rectangle with a light wash of walnut brown ink, let it dry, and draw with either green, brown, pink, ocher, yellow, blue, or black pigmented markers. The quality of the light dictates which colors I choose.
9/13/00 The insects are actively mating, hatching, eating, landing, colliding, carving, and tracing lines at assorted speeds and altitudes. Some are quiet, and some have engines.
9/14/00 As darkness falls I'm watching bright, moving, flat spots of light cross the sky, and I think they must be satellites. A few stars appear and radiate. About eight airplanes at different levels and speeds cross each other but never touch. They are traveling north or south to Seattle and Portland.
9/15/00 I am visually perplexed. I can see the light, but I can't hold it or touch it. I don't know how it is made, and its thinness drives me mad.
9/18/00
6:35AM PDT 60 degrees still gray cloud cover, moist almost warm air, whirl of crow wings going over, humid		7:40PM PDT 66 degrees wind 2 MPH humid, cool, gray/flat "weather" clouds moving in, light moving horizontal, thickening air
9/19/00 I sit in my lawn chair at dusk, and I see the light revolve quietly and majestically. The bottle dissolves and merges with the dark, and space slips away. The thin neck goes first. The light is so dim I can't read these words, yet there is the most slender thread of light on the west edge of the bottle, and when it goes only I will know what is there.
9/22/00 Autumnal Equinox The beginning of "Fall": empires fall, London Bridge is falling down, Humpty Dumpty fell as did Icarus, and we fall from favor and grace. By late morning the shadows on the driveway remind me of their density and length across the snow last winter.
6:40AM PDT 40 degrees still clear air, brilliantly clear sky, cold edgy air, moon up in the east, hundreds of black wings beat above me, my breath is a thin vapor		7:35PM PDT 52 degrees still clear sky, crisp air, a few birds murmur, summer is gone
9/28/00
Lubec, Maine Latitude: 44.8606 Longitude: 66.9847 Quoddy Head State Park Eastern Most Point in the US 6:30AM EDT 50 degrees wind 15 MPH dark clouds moving in light comes up quickly		Lubec, Maine Quoddy Head State Park 6:30 PM EDT 45 degrees wind 15 mph light pattern 1 second, 1 second, 4 seconds
10/1/00 Olson House, Cushing, Maine Today I visited the salt water farm made famous by Andrew Weyeth in his painting "Christina's World". The buildings are perched on a limb of landscape and remind me of isolated farm houses in the Midwest. Is there an American brand of loneliness? Is it brought on by our geography, and definition of democracy?
10/3/00 Watching the light come up this morning pleased me greatly. Moment by moment I could see my familiar scene appear.
10/6/00 I wake at 6AM, and before I go to the studio to watch for dawn, I have time to dress, make coffee, and say good-bye to my husband as he leaves for work. I get a full nights sleep, and it is luscious to have.
10/7/00 Working outdoors is an unpredictable, irritating, and invigorating experience. I don't know what I'll be offered so I don't know what to expect. I want to talk to Monet about the unromantic side on working outside: bugs, heat, cold, rain, quickly drying paint, cramped quarters, no place to hide, relentless or fleeting light, and no time to think.
6:50AM PDT 42 degrees still stars out, from opposite ends, 2 dogs bark, a coyote howls, an animal breaks branches & moves dry leaves, crows whirl overhead		7:00PM PDT 60 degrees still clear sky, dry, cool air, dogs bark in call & response
10/8 The weeds are tired, and the tall grass that yellowed and dried in August is flat gray/ brown and listless. The deciduous trees know their colors: dried blood, worn leather, fire, cardboard, wine, dirt, cooked carrots, candle light, rust, ripe peaches, sawdust, bones, brown speckled trout, whiskey, stained glass, old velvet, clay, wet wood, and a house at night with the lights on.
10/9/00
7:00AM PDT 48 degrees still heavy rain, fog, lightning, then thunder, tropical air		6:48PM PDT 54 degrees wind 2 MPH geese going over, windy sounds, cool, damp air, unhurried retreat of the light, heavy clouds

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 SEPTEMBER 13 TO OCTOBER 12 Longview, Washington Longitude W123.0 Latitude N46.1 Facing North Between 9/13 and 10/12 we lost 37 minutes of light at dawn and 60 minutes of light at dusk. Dawn & Dusk Home

DAWN & DUSK

SEPTEMBER 13 TO OCTOBER 12

DAWN & DUSK

SEPTEMBER 13 TO OCTOBER 12

Longview, Washington

Longitude W123.0

Latitude N46.1

Facing North

Between 9/13 and 10/12 we lost 37 minutes of light at dawn and 60 minutes of light at dusk.

Dawn & Dusk Home