I was on a photo excursion with my summer intern, looking for interesting places to shoot and I remembered this old, abandoned train yard, which when trains are no longer in operation, are put out to pasture here. I was introduced to the place by one of my editorial portrait subjects, an artist, Sarah Rutherford. It served as the backdrop of the portrait I did of her not too long ago.
The blue cars are covered in graffiti and rust. The windows are all broken, cracked or missing entirely from being smashed in. Inside, there was some trash, and a lot of dirt and dust. Aside from the obvious graffiti, I sensed that it served as a gathering place for drug users, late at night. Walking in and around these broken down trains, I could feel the abandonment, the desolation. They were once very beautiful cars. It's too bad they had reached the end of their line.
Yes, yes and yes. These are wonderful. Thank you for giving them life again. But I have to say, I think these train cars are even more beautiful now in their broken down state, with untold stories and a sense of dignified history seeping from the bright blue paint.
ReplyDeleteSpoken from a true artist. You're welcome, Sarah!
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