As night descends, the city's fabric, examined at eye level, no longer exists as a continuum. The materiality of streets and buildings defined by day with shadow and light fades, the colors dissolve, at times transparent becomes solid and vice versa. The city becomes a collection of autonomous constructs artificially created by various light sources, each possesses the mysteries that are hidden by day. My nightwalks around Brooklyn are focused on finding the fragments that form a different sense of place, almost unfamiliar, one that borders on the imaginary and disappears with the first light of day.
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