Shadows from the past into a mirror with no reflection
The world we see, the scenes from stories once bright and now forgotten tell a tale of new beauty. Of new aesthetics. Urban decay.
It’s a world of the past. A world where the future has no sound and the present struggles to hold onto the echoes of the voices of memories. A land where brick and concrete fall victim to the roots of new life. Where metal becomes rust and dust covers the footprints of long forgotten heroes.
A city no one calls home. It’s the lost city of North America.