I was wandering around the broken down neighborhood of east berlin, when I came across this derilict building filled with penniless artists, I took a few shots as I wandered around, but when I wandered out back, I was struck by the allegory/irony in this scene, hope you are too.

I asked his permission and he said he was worried because he didnt look so nice today. I told him he looked very handsome and he gave me permission. I feel bad because I forgot to ask his name and I couldnt sleep all night. I wont forget him. He looks way more handsome in full view :)

An old and worn out abattoir, soon to be demolished.

Studio of Sybil Easterday, sculptress who lived until 1961 in this beach house near Half Moon Bay, Ca.

An old shell of a building lit by a street lamp.

View full please ;)

'Peter's Principle': The entropy of the universe tends toward maximum.

But even in this mass of rust, life finds a way (see upper right)

Resize and compress - nothing else