Through the veil of decay, two crosses. The irony here? This little chapel is undergoing a restoration. When I first visited the building many years ago, there was graffiti on the walls, inside and out, empty liquor bottles, remnants of a campfire and an invite from a few locals to “hang out”. I declined the offer and moved on. The restoration from the ashes of time, is a dedication, a reverence for the traditions by those involved, and makes a change from the alternative I encountered long ago, so prevalent in so many cases. Thanks for looking. G
Rust and more rust with some paint thrown in for good measure, here in Taos New Mexico. I love making and collecting these abstract images where ever I go throughout the years. I made this image on a photo tour last week and filed it under “decay” in the archive. As always, thanks for looking. G
Craquelure. Aging nicely in Crested Butte, Colorado. Decaying paint work on building siding in the old mining, mountain ski town. Wandering around the town of Crested Butte we find many abstract type images like this one. The town has an abundance of scenes lined up waiting to become images.
One from the Vintage New Mexicana, “Rust to Dust” series. Over the years I’ve been creating images of trucks and embedding them in remnants of themselves, that is, the rusty plate. It gives a kid of coming and going through time feeling. Thanks for looking. G