the dusk of summer
i’ve always taken after my father when it comes to my favorite time of the day. he loved dusk. of course, as a photographer i love the golden hour for the warm, shimmering bubbles of bokeh it yields, the long shadows it casts, the perfect glow of light on skin that it produces. but the time right after that is what gets me the most, when the earth is getting ready for bed, and has that sleepy, familiar smell that only darkness brings. dusk has a magic all its own, a foreshadowing of things to come, of deep & dark summer evenings, alive and ripe with possibility.
all images made with a rolleicord III, except for the second, which was with a canon 5d. film is limited to provia 100 and portra 160.