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This is the Astoria-Megler Bridge in Astoria. The night we drove down to deliver my show for hanging at Lightbox, we of course stuck around for dusk. When I was a “young” photographer I was taught that the magic hours at the beginning and end of the day were everything. To wait for that light and worship it, to not bother with any other light but magic hour light. Now they are often distant thoughts, not because I don’t still enjoy a great sunrise or sunset (definitely more sunsets than sunrises mind you), but because I have learned to pay more attention to all the other hours of the day. I joked once with a photographer friend that I was going to put together a book all of photography I have done during the middle of the day under harsh light. I may, I may not, I have a lot of other ideas on the same burner.
But I think twilight and dusk have settled in as my favorite light. It is soothing, meditative, and reliable. Just right for me, especially at the end of a hectic day, such as that day, or this one.
And of course, I always enjoy a good bridge.
