Hardly any natural spectacle is as attractive as the setting sun. It is an event that repeats itself every day, and yet each time, it feels like a final act. People pause, are touched, ponder, take photographs—millions of times. In art, too, the sunset has long been a metaphor for life and its finitude. From Caspar David Friedrich and Claude Monet to Fischli/Weiss, Tacita Dean, and Wolfgang Tillmans, Sunset. Ein Hoch auf die sinkende Sonne (Sunset: A Toast to the Setting Sun) is a tour d'horizon between kitsch and art, pathos and phenomenological physics. In an era when theories and images of doom are omnipresent, this volume also illuminates the attitude contemporary artists take when exploring the atmosphere. A literary essay by Ulrike Draesner and new poetry, written especially for eight of the artworks on display, expand the cosmos of thought and the time spent in reflection between sunset and the blue hour.