The plane has landed. The place is quiet. There is a lamp. There are two lamps. I get up in the middle of the night and take pictures of the lamps. They are the source of for the shots. I shoot them in almost imtimate ways. They sit on chairs, next to each other on the floor. They stand in their own circles. Cast new shadows. What will happen now? Let there be . Glad to have changed the ink back to the visible kind. ; )