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The city is an excellent place to find and show form, pattern, shadow and light. But it is also often reveals an oppressive compression of space and time. For me, it often feels like a place of no escape: there seems nowhere to find the silence, solitude, openness to contemplation that are essential to locating one's self. Lost or adrift in the mazes of urban life, I experience myself as an alien, with nowhere that feels like "home." I know that this has all been pointed out, really for centuries, and I have often felt this way in my life But once in a while, it becomes more obvious; while the images above "work" to show form, pattern, etc. they also (especially the second one) show the oppressiveness of urban life.