First, an aside. It seems that three-year-old Madeleine can't figure out the difference between Donald Duck and Donald Trump. When she sees the bewigged politician on TV she points at him and squeals "Donald Duck! Donald Duck!" And, you know, I think she's on to something. Close your eyes and listen to both of them...
Anyway, back inside the ruins of the Cotton Belt Railway Terminal. Our industrial ruins can't hold a candle to Detroit's (anyone ever seen Naqoyqatsi?) but this is a pretty good example of the genre. Maybe someone is trying to do something with it. That's a utility bucket sold by a national hardware and home remodeling store.
Madeleine is a clever girl :-)! Graffiti had become a kind of art nowadays, but I still can't see it that way.
ReplyDeleteDonald Duck is much better than the other one. Graffiti is unattractive no matter where it is but I always photograph it because it is part of where you are.
ReplyDeleteI think she's insulting the duck, who has scruples and is far better socially adjusted and coherent than The Infernal Combover. :)
ReplyDeleteGraffiti appears here too, though this is rather intensified.
A clever girl indeed.
ReplyDeleteDonald Duck it is!
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