I began this in-progress series during Thanksgiving 2019 at Standing Wave, my family’s home at The Sea Ranch, a coastal community in Northern California. Perched on a bluff, the house commands an unobstructed panoramic view of sea and sky, the perfect setting to photograph the time of day I find most captivating—evening twilight.

What began as a casual pursuit evolved into a committed project as 2020 unfolded. Twilight, as defined in the dictionary, refers to “the soft glowing light in the sky when the sun is below the horizon,” and, secondly, to “a period or state of obscurity, ambiguity, or gradual decline.” These dual definitions have merged as I photograph twilight during a deadly pandemic that has wrought economic collapse and social unrest.

In such turbulent times, twilight has become a personal refuge and photographing it a meditative act, a time to be still and to contemplate the transcendent effect created by the refraction and scattering of the sun’s rays from the atmosphere. Perhaps that’s why a friend described these photos as “brief flirtations with the Sublime.”

Making these photographs while sheltering in place fill me with a longing for things that, like twilight itself, seem so close yet just out of reach. In this liminal space, I see an old world waning and a new one dawning right before it all fades to black.