On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn’t. Without even noticing what you’re doing, you open up your heart and just start talking to the person next to you—you talk as if you have no audience but the glittering stars, far overhead.’
Banana Yoshimoto, Goodbye Tsugumi
‘Several small clouds drifted through the sky. When one of them passed before the moon, the world’s filter changed. First my hands were silver and the ground was black. Then my hands were black and the ground silver. So we switched, as I walked, from negative to positive to negative, as the clouds passed before the moon.’
Robert Macfarlane, The Wild Places
Welcome to the beautiful eerie darkness and our gathering on the night before the longest night. This is the nocturnal world, the place we walk illuminated by constellations of twinkling skies and powerful planets; the locale where our perambulations offer other ways of dwelling and sensing our being in the world and its myriad human and non-human presences. Join us as we stroll together, physically and conceptually, sharing our stories, experiences, feelings, senses and night-time reveries.
