The first time I saw an urban industrial area in the US was in the movie “The Morning After” from 1986, and made a big impression on me, long before I was interested in photography. One of the characters was a photographer, that lived in a former industrial warehouse/loft building in Los Angeles, that featured (at least in my minds eye) cobblestone streets, railway tracks, repeated patters in forms of windows, and no cars, people, or trees. The three things I almost always look to exclude from my photographs. It turned out when I moved to Brooklyn in 2005 there were lots of places that looked like that, partly dystopian feeling, on Sundays when the businesses are closed. In New York there are several, remaining, Industrial Business Zone’s (IBZ’s) in various states of re-zoning and gentrification from industrial to residential. Graffiti has made a strong comeback in the industrial zones since Covid. It appears to be one of the few areas where the city will put up with it. Many of the industrial walls have been converted into advertising billboards with hand painted ads offering additional revenue streams to the building owners. It started with niche brands/products and has morphed to more mainstream brands over time and the demographics change. Rather than what business takes place in these spaces (iron works, concrete factories, marble works, furniture, bakeries, etc) I’m more interested in formal and visceral aspects of the architecture and infrastructure, in shapes, form, geometry, and space, in its unique often low buildings with either no windows or rows upon rows of windows. Book mock-up https://indd.adobe.com/view/b2739934-9c31-4d13-b66b-56b714639926