I love the old factories that Barcelona is full of, the brick chimneys rising suddenly from a small plaça, or jutting beligerently from behind the wall of a long-abandoned industrial complex. In fact, I've been wanting to do a "chimney" photoshoot for ages, but it's a bit difficult since they often tend to be right in the middle of the city, surrounded by other buildings, and behind large walls. I was delighted, when leaving work in Poble Nou, an old industrial warehouse district which is sadly being transformed into "pretentious-architecture company headquarters zone," to find that one old factory was right across the street from a park. The light was anything but ideal at that time of day, but I grabbed a few shots anyway. And yes, I put the out-of-focus one in deliberately. I liked how my abstracted self mirrored the column of the chimney, with even the plaid pattern referencing the orange bricks. Wow, I haven't written anything like that since I was inventing some symbolic meaning to a scene in To the Lighthouse for my literature degree. Got an A on that ridiculous paper, too. ; )
Am I alone in finding the trappings of the industrial revolution beautiful? I also love working ports, complete with cranes and chaos. Any takers, or do you all subscribe to the "bucolic forest" version of an ideal landscape?
dress: Pepe Jeans (gift), blouse: Zara, shoes: Camper, necklace: gift
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