I've been waking up very early, in the dark, anticipating making the most of a few more days in Austin in this tabula rasa cabin. An empty room invites ideas and leaves distractions nowhere to settle; it's the perfect artist residency space.
Last night I prepared a large cyanotype sheet by ironing the creases out of it after the last light, and storing it in the only dark spot in the little building: a crawl space under the stairs. I woke up at 5:30 still not knowing what I would do with it. Over coffee I noticed that there was no Moon, or a New Moon to be accurate. So I decided to make one. In the dark, I set out the fabric at the threshold of the cabin, pinned a double layer of thick paper discs in place and waited for the sun to rise. I spent the rest of the morning pushing shadows around so that I would get a fairly even exposure.