Toxicity

Many centuries ago when I was a second year photography student I used to take photos at Colwick and Netherfield, industrial areas east of Nottingham. One tract particularly appealed - a large expanse of seemingly abandoned or un-owned, detritus-strewn land, bordered by refineries and open railway lines.

The particular stretch of ground I visited today is bordered by disused industrial buildings, a scrap-metal yard and railway lines hidden behind the trees. As before, there never seems to be anyone around.

Oddly the same yellowy haze I remember previously (at least from the colour negatives/contact sheets which may have been poorly processed) permates the files taken today. It's as if in these environments the air is slightly contaminated by seepage from a worn-out, brittle earth.