spired by a poem by Hellaakoski, one summer night my friends and I surrendered ourselves to a world of play and fable. Each of us assumed a role — devil or angel.

I dug out some old rolls of infrared film and photographed through the night until dawn.

Later, the images became a dim, tender visual work that unexpectedly reached even the most reserved audiences, drawing smiles from some of the most serious business leaders at Chamber of Commerce events.