by Hector Fernando Burga
Somewhere in flight, between San Francisco and Miami, the line of the horizon dissipates and urbanism becomes a matter of stardust.
It is quite an experience, when one is lucky enough to enjoy a clear night and smooth weather to witness the passage of strange forms and organic shapes rendered in soft palpitating light.
Small towns, corridors, farms, districts, cities and even petroleum platforms in the Gulf are reduced to their essential infrastructures and energies. What is left behind is a a naked city that unveils a secret nocturnal morphology.
Photos by Hector Fernando Burga.
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It is quite an experience, when one is lucky enough to enjoy a clear night and smooth weather to witness the passage of strange forms and organic shapes rendered in soft palpitating light.
Small towns, corridors, farms, districts, cities and even petroleum platforms in the Gulf are reduced to their essential infrastructures and energies. What is left behind is a a naked city that unveils a secret nocturnal morphology.
Photos by Hector Fernando Burga.
