My morning walk down Great Jones takes me by this window, which changes with the seasons. The little orange guy on the left is the friendliest, fluttering to the glass to say hello every time I pass.
Monday, May 11, 2009
I'm fascinated by places that look like someone has just stepped out of the visual frame, but it's really been abandoned forever. Feels like something just happened, but the mystery is in the future...what's to happen next? There was life here, but not right now. Will it return or will decay set in?