Every now and again, I get to shoot for the pure joy of shooting…I’m inspired by abandoned stuff. Abandoned houses, shopping centers, parking lots, items. The stories they aren’t giving up draw me to them again and again.
Why steal only the upper right bit of the rooster? Or did this happen organically? 
The color of that pipe…killer! 
Loved the angles here…the way the eye can go around and around…I’m looking through a streetlight toward the ceiling. As for the right — that color gets me. 
Ultimate question: why knock down an entire building, but leave three walls standing?
Better yet, why paint rainbow stripes only halfway down a wall?
Best of all, Pola produces these images INSTANTLY AND MAGICALLY, with a special sauce that makes pretty pictures appear from mere gray nothingness. There were grabbed at the Ambler Asbestos Factory, which has long been abandoned and which first sparked my interest in photography.
But this is blurry in the prettiest possible way, don’t you think?
It’s been a blur of waiting and trains.
Waiting. Urgent messages.
Such surprises.
Patches of yellow, mystery in the darkness, magic in the light.
The world bends. We do not.
