Just as I'm fascinated with abandoned dolls & mannequins, I'm entranced by abandoned buildings. Every building is a prediction, and every prediction is wrong. The sense of loss, alienation in vacant industrial buildings, for instance, mingles with an appreciation for beauty of materials in decay, and seeing things through the eyes of the new information economy, potential work spaces. I think about how work has changed so dramatically, that places where people sweated and strained to make products may become host to more cerebral but also stressful and potentially alienating activities. I also think about the lost and broken souls who scratch out a living in abandoned spaces- scenes like these are much of their world.