Price of Perspective

Broken buildings are some of my favorite things. Decaying structures have a way of showing us construction techniques without even trying. They also represent the passage of time, the cycle of events and nature. They are bitter and they are sweet. They are toil and they are sweat, and pleasant moments. They are textures, contrasts, colours and shapes.



Perspective comes at a cost.

Colours Against a Goddamn Wall.

This building no longer exists. The age of random quonset huts is at an end. All over the world they are being torn down and replaced with more "modern" facades. The new buildings are essentially the same - steel frames covered in flat or ridged steel paneling. The difference? Quonset huts are more interesting. Visually at least. That is, unless you prefer boxes.

These colours were once green.

My cat is still at large in the wilds of North Perth Township, Ontario.

Dirty high-top shoes.

Is there anything green in this photograph? Anything at all? What am I even looking at?

Can't be a guy with dated denim shorts, dirty high-tops and no shirt on with his drawers sticking out, can it? No, that ain't there. His tattoos, btw, are actually pretty impressive. The pouncing panther being the most impressive... if not a little incongruous on his pale white skin. It's the poorly trimmed and asymmetrical mustaches and goatee that are really bothering me just at the moment. And the way he keeps pacing back and forth in front of my office window with a rather aggressive and threat-ful expression beneath that poorly maintained "beard."

"Got yr dirty high-top shoes, baby!
Yeah, dirty high-top shoes!"

Once were bleachers.

These bleachers are old. This field and the school that once owned it are also old. The school is no longer a school, it is instead a victim of time and of municipal amalgamation. People come here to train horses and to graze them. At one time they came here to learn and to play baseball. The wood is decaying and the metal is rusting which is also a form of decay. I like this photograph because it reminds my of the past and also of the future.

Decay is balanced by new growth - apparent here in the form of greenery. Greenery is one of my favourite things.