Solitude
This collection reflects my feeling in Bush Terminal while strolling through the blocks.
Following the rail track along desolated 1st Avenue is a trip down memory lane.
The remnants today hold the flavor of Wabi-Sabi that conveys the prosperity and decline of Bush Terminal.
This photo collection reflects my impression in Bush Terminal.
This collection reflects my feeling in Bush Terminal while strolling through the blocks.
The old windows were closed with concrete blocks, then a new window was installed over it. This is a typical example of the historical stratum in Bush Terminal.
The reflection of myself standing at the corner alone.
without voice