"crepuscular light" is a correct and usable phrase in written English.
It refers to the quality of light at dawn or dusk, when it is dim and hazy. You can use it to describe the lighting in a specific scene or setting, such as in nature or in a cityscape. Example: As the sun set behind the mountains, the sky was bathed in a soft crepuscular light, casting a golden glow over the countryside.
A third room creates a crepuscular light, becoming gradually foggy and then clear in an all-enveloping space.
The graininess of the footage shot in the underground world in Western Deep heightens the sense of crepuscular light.
Elsewhere in the crepuscular light there hides a library, a cinema, various performance spaces, and three levels of galleries, all discrete and different.
Areas of thick, striated impasto border on sections of translucent color; patterns of woven or braided lines incised into the paint are irradiated by crepuscular light.
It would have been easy to stay there, drinking $4 gin-and-tonics in the perfect crepuscular light, until the man packed up his sax.
Opening with crepuscular light in the garden of a country mansion, the film moves inside the house dominated by its red upholstery, red walls and furnishings, setting off the white gowns of three sisters, one of whom lies dying.
I pause to let you provide the crepuscular lighting, musty smells, and shuddery closeups, and the flashback studded with swastikas ….
This aura suffuses every aspect of the production, including Lauren Helpern's stylized woodland set; Isabella Byrd and Matt Frey's crepuscular lighting and Leah Gelpe's sound, which abounds in the susurrus of crickets.
The hourlong work, performed on Friday at New York Live Arts as part of the French Institute Alliance Française's Crossing the Line festival, uses nothing more than the women, the sounds they make and Jean-Gabriel Valot's crepuscular lighting.
Santo Loquasto's spartan set, centered on the frame of a Tudor house, and David Lander's crepuscular lighting embody this sensibility, as do the prolific Catherine Zuber's mostly somber costumes.
Mr. Farley's set, dominated by walls paneled in clouded glass, and Hartley T A Kemp's crepuscular lighting evoke a world perpetually in the gloaming, a past remembered, fondly and regretfully, through a haze.
