NIGHT WALKS a series of 18 images
A rubbish strewn, parched
area of land, un kept or cared for, forgotten and given over to industry many years ago. In the darkness of night , I know I am near a port, the sea is beyond, I hear the haunting echo of distant ships being loaded through night hours. This appears to be a storage area for things of an industrial nature. I know I am in a dangerous place, no lighting to guide me. Pieces of metal, half hidden by earth and haggard growth litter the ground, waiting to trip my unsuspecting feet. But there are things here that intrigue me so I walk on in the cold night air.
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