Double exposure

Black and White, either by habit or addiction. Long night exposures. Insufficient angles of the landscape. Between water and city: a bridge and my begging briefly sheltered by a roof. Registrations on film. Roll misplaced as I am. Wanderers. I expose you as myself: double or countless times, either by my persistence of vision or the projection of your soul. Indifference. You are reveled.

Same roll of film exposed under the Manhattan bridge on Sept. 2002 and again at our future house/studio on Nov. 2004.

- For Gene