killing time before ice skating with haunting post industrial photography

Todd Hido

I have to say, yet again this jives with me. I hav ethis fascination with pre-fab suburbia. like gated communities where no one else drives through ever. In the daytime they pass for real becaquse they pass for are movie/tv set image of suburbia, but at night they are so freaky. Because theres no one filming. It always just seems like the space is oddly *waiting*.

I remember being obsessed with the craig beezley's house. He lived in some community with the name "estates" after it where no one dare to tread. And of course we were drunk outside smoking cigs at like 4 am in may in atlanta. An di needed to walk around. barefoot, on those paved roads that seem untouched. and that have no accompanying sidewalks. And those shared backyards that make them all seem endlessly big like they are done with mirrors.