These images were made in private loft spaces in Brooklyn where friends and aquaintances throw parties and art events. I revel in the lushness of what is left behind in these makeshift spaces that are true labors of love by their creators, and the little mysteries that they reveal. The in between hours after revelers leave and the hosts clean up is when I shoot. There is a tension created between happiness and sadness: an elaborately decorated DJ booth, crushed empty cups strewn about the floor, and large, silent, black speakers amongst traces of a celebration, with no celebration to be seen. It is the after and the in-between that interest me most and It is here that the conversation happens for me.