Once made for walking, the retired boot sits at the door, looking out to the green world.
From our exploration on last Sunday: a table underground – in the cellar of an old tavern in Switzerland.
At the old pool in the Clinique du Diable, Frank frames his shot.
Open the windows! Let the light and the air in…
Not a lot is left from what once may have been there. Just a few empty stakes and concrete mark a space inside an old industrial area
Today the room is empty – but I can easily imagine a desk, some chairs and a lot of books in this room…
On the top floor of the old foundry an old compressor lays under a thick layer of black dust, unused since years.
Curly, Moe and Larry were working at Ferrum :p
Sunlight enters the glass roof of the Château Lumière and floods the hallway on the first floor.
Like a single sock disappearing during laundry, a single lost shoe will always stay a mystery…