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I walked into this room and the first thing I noticed was the tile floor. The tiles had drifted from their original position and in some places they were on top of other tiles but all the tiles had shown similar movement. That is strange, maybe vibrations permeate the building at night. With the amount of decay going on, it was also strange that peeled paint and debris wasn’t piled up along the edge of the floor, especially around the window, but there was little. It look like the spirits hired to clean the room did a pretty good job, I’m thinking they worked for Merimaids.
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spooky!! now I really want to know how they drifted.
oh yeah, Great shot!!
Pictures of urban decay, the detritus left behind by humans who at one moment in time are so focused on a job to do, papers to be written on, filed, seemingly with great meaning to those interacting – float into her mind as she flips through client files and their ad portfolios. The high gloss of cherries on the lips of young boys and girls, the allure of youth and the sex appeal of fruit, innocence, knowledge, the seduction of all the world in an apple whose clean skin is shining red deepened with burgundy, or sunshine yellow and sunset pinks. She was understanding how we can be all in one, all one, as the flow of sensations shone in her mind’s eye.
….and the world unfolds, the past becomes the past and the future becomes the present. I enjoyed reading this (more than once) thank you. Ferrell
This is completely magical to me. I’m a big fan of finding scenes like this. Decay such as this intrigues me immensely.
The lights…the darks…wonderful HDR! love the light shining through the window as well!
What I’d like to do is take along my steam machine from the studio and see what happens. Ferrell