I have stepped in places long forgotten; places where the hustle and bustle of everyday life once echoed. Junkyards, homesteads, abandoned cars, and even EPA Superfund Sites fascinate me. The erie silence of a sod cabin on the high plains only to be interrupted by the occasional haunting squeak of a nearby windmill, or the dripping of a cold spring rain outside a mine shaft. I have explored an abandoned town with a Dr. Office filled with X rays from the 1950's. I have stood in jail cells, sat in derelict race tracks, and have crawled inside WWII era navy aircraft. Erie abandoned places invite me to step inside.
"Rust never sleeps." N. Young