Day 36: Meh?
Meh? Galway City’s coach terminal, located at the Fairgreen. This is good, but it could stand to be so much better. In hindsight I wish I had done more to capture the periphery of the building so that I wouldn’t have to crop so closely.
Meh? Galway City’s coach terminal, located at the Fairgreen. This is good, but it could stand to be so much better. In hindsight I wish I had done more to capture the periphery of the building so that I wouldn’t have to crop so closely.
These are the final images (for now) of the derelict service station on Galway City’s Headford Road. You can view the first three parts at the links below:
Bury their paws in the stone
They’re tearing up holes in the house
To wait till those wolves make nice
This, for me, became a surprisingly powerful photo. In the midst of Galway there is a building which serves many people in many roles: It is a repository for contemporary artifacts, a dormitory, an art installation, shelter, a meeting ground, a dumping ground, an eyesore, a magnetic attraction, and enthralling and repulsive. And it’s just an abandoned service station at the end of my road.
As I sat on the broken glass bottles in the forecourt and stared at the graffiti’d walls, the idea grew on me that this was the sum result of all of our striving, relationships, human ingenuity, schemings and going-ons: Abandonment and ruin, until somebody comes along with a new idea and paves over this inadvertent monument to us all.