Paul D. Natkin: dusk

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Thursday, September 8, 2011

The Viewpoint at dusk has a certain sense finality to it.

Dusk at the Viewpoint, Sept. 7, 2011

Sunday, August 7, 2011

I haven't looked for the owls in a while. I don't know whether they're still there.

Owl, July 16, 2011

Monday, August 1, 2011

It's been quite a while since the skunk cabbages were in bloom. When I took this photo, almost a month ago, the leaves had become much fuller.

Skunk Cabbages, July 6, 2011

Friday, July 29, 2011

From the closed road, you see the blue wall.

The Wall, July 5, 2011 (III)

Sunday, January 3, 2010

As I arrived at the Viewpoint, I suddenly wondered whether it was dusk yet and what the official definition of dusk is. I asked a couple who where just leaving the park. They said they thought dusk is when it's still light, after the sun has gone down. They said it was still late afternoon, not dusk, but they agreed that it looked quite a lot like dusk. The sky was overcast, and the light was quite blue. It was cold, although not freezing or windy. I was surprised how many people came by jogging, or walking their dogs, and how many sat and read or looked at the view.

The View, Jan. 3, 2010

A large flock of crows came flying overhead. There were hundreds of them, or at least that was my impression. I didn't actually try to count them. They were moving too fast. The headed out toward the lake.

Crows, Jan. 3, 2010

Two People Approaching, Jan. 3, 2010

Woman on the North Bench, Jan. 3, 2010

The moon rises at 20:39 and sets at 09:37. It will be eighteen days into the current cycle. It will be 361506 kilometers from earth and in the waning gibbous phase.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

It was dusk when I arrived at the Viewpoint. Around the Bay and beyond, almost everything was blue, of one shade or another.

Dusk at the Viewpoint, Jan. 2, 2010

Thursday, December 24, 2009

The Other Evening

Evening at the Viewpoint, Dec. 22, 2009

The other evening the lights were so beautiful as dusk fell upon the vast expanse one sees from the Viewpoint.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Two White Poodles Again

Just as I was getting to the Viewpoint today, around dusk, I heard someone calling me name. I looked all around, and then realized it was a crow cawing. Sometimes they sound so human. Then I saw a woman I've spoken with at the Viewpoint before--the owner of two white poodles. One is five months old, and the other seven years old. I think I got this a little wrong the last time I wrote about them. They're the big, energetic kind of poodle, not lap dogs. Their heads are round, and they have no topnots or anything like that.

I kept trying to capture the beautiful dusky blues around the bay, and beyond, but my camera wasn't cooperating very well with me. But I'll remember how they looked. What a beautiful painting this would make!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

As the Sun Drops Lower

Union Bay, Early Evening (I), Sept. 23, 2009

Union Bay, Early Evening (II), Sept. 23, 2009

Union Bay and Hunter's Point, Early Evening, Sept. 23, 2009

As the sun drops lower, I think of the music of Chopin. A sailboat with a white sail slowly makes its way across Union Bay. A man approaches with two little short-haired dogs with spots over their faces. It would have made a wonderful photo if I were a more skilled photographer, or at least quicker to react to the situation. I love the look of a dog being led on a leash around the curve of the edge.

Paul D. Natkin