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Coney Island, June Sunday afternoon. The boardwalk light here is bright and direct, falling in sharp rectangles across the striped awnings of food stalls and the metallic sheen of amusement rides. Ludwig Favre moves along the planks, returning to the same corners where the Ferris wheel’s green-and-orange spokes cut against a clear sky. The crowd is thick with people walking past kiosks, under umbrellas, or gathered around colorful signage. What accumulates in the series is a particular rhythm: the pattern of stripes on canopies, the bold red and blue of gondolas suspended above the sandy ground, the way sunlight catches the edges of rides and signs. The figures are not subjects so much as participants,workers, vendors, sunbathers,captured at the angle from which the boardwalk sees them.























