There is beauty in the decrepit. We are so used to thinking that beauty only lies in perfection, in aesthetics that we have been indoctrinated into seeing as ideal. Yet, for me, beauty is in chaos and disintegration.
These two series of photographs are linked by the concept of decay, boundaries, separation, and transformation. They transcend space and time, being taken in a variety of locations over a period of years. Places abandoned or occupied, but seeming lost in their landscape, they drew me, like a moth to the flame, with hints of something that lies within or once was or will be.