Urban Stutter

cuz "feet on the street" was taken


Construction and deconstruction are rampant. Old buildings coming down, their guts torn out while their faces are retained and integrated into new construction. Pacifying preservationists perhaps. Or nodding kindly to those of us who just love the detail in the old derelicts.




When I was a little kid I used to dream I was walking through a large warehouse with ancient wooden floors. There were stacks of toys askew on floor to ceiling shelves. I would pick out one or two and go through the checkout – sort of a mime play, no one was there but me. My passion for industrial decay has never wavered.