Catching some of the warm of the sun through the skylights in the old Union Station waiting area Chicago 8/14/08, the journey of faces from either side of the tracks starts with this women somewhere between here and there.
Some lack of chronology to my travel posts will be apparent to allow for creative visual and verbal images to tell the story. Images are not confined to tracks or a schedule only to my creative vision an ever changing look on a rewritten past. enjoy pjc
Under City Hall Maples take our picture
Children some with teeth all with smiles
Mark and Sarah
Faces from the Annual Boom Box Parade. Independence Day in Willimantic Ct. Thread City.
In the Eighties I was not in Norwich but the State Hospital was a major employer for the region. Now left to lie in ruin all that is left is shadows of past life’s etched in the peeling paint and rotting wood. Broken windows and broken dreams/nightmares. Now the carcass of the Hospital is a political feeding ground for dreams of power, money, smoke and mirrors. The vultures circle and spin the truth out while the guards watch over the ghosts and the memories in the shadows of success or failure.
Faces and Facades