Where do shadows hide?
In a dark room, do shadows exist at all? Do shadows care that they are stuck to the feet of these bodies, unable to break off and head which ever direction they choose? Can they see? Can they hear? For silhouettes that lack many of the elements essential for a living, breathing person they certainly are good at the details of following someone else’s movement. Are they dancing or chasing? Does it hurt to be stretched out long under the bright angle of light? Do they fear themselves or others? Are they happy? Are they ever surprised when they run into another shadow? Do they feel powerful and indestructible? Can they show us things that can’t be made out in the light? Do they experience growing pains? Are they thoughtful? Do they give of themselves? Would they if they could? I know enough to know there is not one answer to any of these questions – all shadows are different.