Sitting in a restaurant late at night, I love looking out the window and watching people and cars drive by. In the darkness, their forms and outlines, stand out as stark, sihouetted figures, mysterious and interesting. I feel voyeuristic as I sip my hot tea with lemon and honey, contemplating the relationships between different people I see just outside the window. The window pane shelters me from their existence. Their shadowy forms show details only when bright lights from cars and lamp posts fall upon them. People come in and out of focus depending on distance and illumination. I find forms in the dark fascinating.