Walking around past a train trestle in Kensington today, I was reminded of just how horribly beautiful its bleakness can be. Against the grey sky, the barren trees and dilapidated warehouses had a stark, arid quality that just exudes so much beauty it is incredible. It is like something out of an old gothic print.
In the near future, I will begin posting to this blog photos of my neighborhood that I feel capture its arid beauty.
Showing posts with label the Art of the Slum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Art of the Slum. Show all posts
Friday, January 11, 2008
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