White Wash

The day was a blur and by the time I found myself among a group of abandoned buildings, the sun was well past its ideal place in the sky. At times like this, I tend to retreat inside to find shelter from the overhead light, but today, in this place, it seemed to work with the textures and decay that made up this location.

I had been here before, but today it had a different feeling. Maybe it was the flurry of the day and the process it took to get here or that I knew my time was limited and I could feel the urgency of the day remaining pressing against my creative soul.

I was glad to see this place was still here and undisturbed. Like an old friend with no ambition, change comes slowly here if at all and I’m happy to have it that way today. A small gem I can tuck in my back pocket pulling out when the day is short and my mind a jumble.

Published by Steve Mason

Commercial Freelance Photographer specializing in Lifestyle, Active Lifestyle, Travel, and Fashion. Over thirty-two years of experience delivering creative solutions in print and motion to the world's largest advertising, branding agencies, and corporate design teams. "Our creative goal is to always bring back more than expected and deliver the unexpected."​ www.masonimage.com