Below the roots.
Spent much of the day in a basement, sous-sol, once a foundry or a bunker or some industry or I don’t know what… but now a ruin with a chimney being slowly engulfed by the forest. Something primordial about this cave-space. Windows peek out onto passing ankles, beams of light gradually traverse the wreckage of engine parts and glass and bricks. When the building is gone, burned or torn town, the foundation continues in a kind of limbo between architecture and earthworms.
So I’m using this space to test a couple ideas for photo / video projects, methinks there’s some potential here, but a lot of kinks to work out. That’s okay, basements are patient and forgiving places, used to things not working out as the house planned. What to basements bring out for you?