I've been visiting the Underground River almost every weekend for the past few weeks. I think it's my favorite place I've visited so far. Overall I think I've come to enjoy being underground more than the abandoned buildings that this site used to focus on.

Down there I can focus in a way that was never possible above ground. The way sound and light travels through the concrete shafts makes me feel like a spider resting on my web. In total darkness, I begin to perceive a great deal of what is going on above me through sound. It starts small: I can tell when I am under a building and when I am under a street. Listen closer...

The cars echo from a considerable distance away, with patience I follow their paths and estimate the relative speeds based on how they strike the manholes. Soon I can tell which streetlights are red and when they turn green.

I am in contact with the people who do not know I am there. Climbing the step-irons I lurk just below the surface; under a manhole or on the other side of a grate. Through my tiny porthole to the world I watch the feet and wheels. I listen to the brief snatches of private conversations. Just inches below the surface a spider is listening and waiting for something to become lost in the dark, caught in the web.