I’m a night owl - I love working until the wee hours when the world seems dormant and still. Here in L.A. the only sounds that seem to subtly permeate through the night air are distant freight trains and the comforting nocturnal calls of our local owls. Sometimes I’ve been fortunate enough to encounter them taking flight or on a night walk, feeling like something or someone is watching, looking up and seeing the silent gaze and intense amber eyes looking down from their perch observing all. For me they are powerful symbols of nature’s enduring presence, unperturbed by our built urban environment. ⁠ La Lechusa, 2021. Photo credit: @markhanauer