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Nothing is as vast as empty things - Francis Bacon


Moselely Baths

Ten thousand years in the future, long after the Côte d’Azur had been abandoned, the first explorers would puzzle over these empty pits, with their eroded frescoes of tritons and stylised fish, inexplicably hauled up the mountainsides like aquatic sundials or the altars of a bizarre religion devised by a race of visionary geometers - JG Ballard


Victoria Baths

More abandoned swimming pools at Polar Inertia

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Crowds, St Petersburg


Eerie long-exposure photographs of crowds in St. Petersburg. I can't decide if these are placeless images, or if they need the context of St. Petersburg to grant them meaning. I think they evoke a universal truth of crowds and the relentless slog of work and toil. To me they embody the clammy horrors of London in Eliot's The Wasteland:

Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.

(Spotted at BLDG)

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