Years ago I built, in our back yard, some adobe walls. I planted a palm in the corner. One summer day, not long after Jacqueline came to live with me in California, I noticed how the shadows of the palm fell onto the wall. The pattern seemed eerie to me, mysterious. Jacqueline took off her clothes. She pulled on an old pair of stockings and some high heels. I poured mud over her body. As she twisted and turned, I saw how the shadows twisted and turned across her flesh in a most extraordinary way. She seemed to rise out of the earth, no longer quite human, a phantasm. We took these pictures, and put together a video. (You can see the video here.)




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