We live in an over organized and structured world. Most of us are forced into a routine that wears deep into our souls. It coats over the explorer in us with an avalanche of numbers, times, passwords and responsibilities. Look around you… in any city… in any town there is always decay. In some of the most fascinating circumstances the decay is overlooked for so long it becomes unusable. For whatever the reason a former purpose has collapsed and what remains is times chance to wear away what was created.

To us this decay is seductive; it speaks of uncontrolled time in the rawest form. Time that has no law, no discipline, no consequence for what it devours. Something that goes directly against what our world tries to cover up. It’s natural, mysterious, strange, fascinating, complicated and it compels one to explore the mystery of how urban decay looks first hand.