Abstract

Memories and remnants of a local dry cleaning plant, now closed after more than 100 years in business. Nobody wanted to take it over, so not it sits ready for “redevelopment”, which means an apartment building with ground-floor retail probably. I wish I could get inside, but that isn’t happening, far too much liability. The frosted windows are lovely, with their pressed-in starburst patterns. Obviously this was done when the glass was hot, a long forgotten process, probably. The subtle greens of the window stanchions was a lovely contrast with the glass. I loved the undefined, orange shape behind the […]

Are icebergs pink? Well on this decaying wall, yet. Obviouslly this wall needs to be refurbished, as the skimmed concrete is coming off, but the colors really attracted me. I present them here as a series in order of increasing entropy. First it starts with a crack. Then the water obviously gets in. And during the winter, it freezes and calves large sections off. As the process continues, the bolts holding long-gone hardware is exposed, as the previous light-blue layer. The rust starts to take hold and the wall begins it’s start towards a long slow decline and a pile