Since the mid 80 s when my father took me to see secret treasures of routine life, NYC subway cars pregnant with graffiti; my work has entailed capturing the neglected imprints of heavy spirits. I tend to look for abandoned sites in industrial or urban settings, be it fences, homes, manufacturing plants or passing vehicles. When at a site, I like to imagine the previous inhabitants with all of their particular rituals, even if they existed for a split second. What caused a fence to tear? What made a beautiful grain silo become vacant? Where do trucks go? What do our mutual spatial intersections reveal about our habits? I search the site like a detective for clues and memories of previous activities and document them in cropped frames as my souvenirs.