Oh my goodness — if ever there were a series of houses that needed purple and pink and turquoise and orange and lemon skies, these are they. How sad. How wistful they make me feel. What’s the story?
No story. Or many… You got it right when you said “how sad”. That’s just it. All these lives and stories and histories… gone. Boarded up and razed and rebuilt with mini plazas selling more fast food or coffee from the drive through. Or subdivisions. Or big fat stupid houses. Or nothing. Some of these shots were taken where nothing will replace them, for now. Why? Who knows…
Oh my goodness — if ever there were a series of houses that needed purple and pink and turquoise and orange and lemon skies, these are they. How sad. How wistful they make me feel. What’s the story?
No story. Or many… You got it right when you said “how sad”. That’s just it. All these lives and stories and histories… gone. Boarded up and razed and rebuilt with mini plazas selling more fast food or coffee from the drive through. Or subdivisions. Or big fat stupid houses. Or nothing. Some of these shots were taken where nothing will replace them, for now. Why? Who knows…
Exactly what Barbara said. So sad, and the candy mountain coloured backgrounds make them all the more poignant.
Thanks, E.