Eighty-One Circles on Tar

When I was at Hamburg Kennedy in Manhattan, I sometimes went out on the penthouse roof, weather permitting, and noticed right away that there were all these white, round shapes scattered randomly over the tar surface there. They must have been rings from buckets of paint, maybe, or who-knows-what. Point is, I shot 'em and here they are, all organized, nine by nine.

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